my hood like Christ with my apostles Thief in the night, niggas watch my light reflect through my ice The flame in my eyes, Gabriel's blood on my wings
oh, you will be set free Because I am my beloved?s and my beloved?s mine So, you bring all your history, I?ll bring the bread and wine Oh and we?ll have
go. My last hope is that with my death I may pass into the world of my dream, and know peace at last." The sleep is still in my eyes The dream is still
is you and that no-one sees us Oh my princess your eyes shine so bright For your love I will give up my life Make me... Be aware of my father the king
you no fear? Have you seen my beloved? Why have you come back here? Eponine Took the letter like you said I met her father at the door He said he would
? 'Ponine, have you no fear? Have you seen my beloved? Why have you come back here? EPONINE Took the letter like you said I met her father at the door
high a dark fate born by sacrificial fire Caine: "Oh, Great Father of my father Whom Thou banished from Thine garden Look down upon Thy faithful servant And accept my beloved
high A dark fate born by sacrificial fire [Caine:] 'Oh, great father of my father Whom thou banished from thy garden Look down upon thy faithful servant And accept my beloved
Why shall it be done? Crucify me, Father! Sins my blood atoned... Hearts my love unstoned... Faith (I brought) they owed... Sanctify me! Father, why me
in daly city Don't be sad, my beloved tania They say your father never liked stephen weed anyway Hired a detective To follow him around Oh, my beloved
fall. "Live my words, oh, sacred child. You're soon to leave this She heard her master call.] world defiled." "Then what awaits me my lord?" "Trust me
) Ensemble: (singing) De white boy troubles! (white boy troubles!) De white boy troubles! (boy got troubles!) Oh what a boidennn! (oh, heavy boidennn
loch nagar. Ah! there my young footsteps in infancy wander'd; My cap was the bonnet, my cloak was the plaid; On chieftans long perish'd my memory ponder
was a Father centuries ago Who watched His beloved Son die, oh, die Oh my son, I am weak and I?m trembling For the Lord, I am always remembering Oh,
minded rap shows Oh the afro dizzy act of my blak rebel I am a woman and to this world I accommodate myself My place is in my blak man's defiance my
ba beyad rama. (trans: my beloved one oh my beloved one the merciful king God. he will send his faithful messiah. merciful father hear our call
Part I: Tharos Last Flight "Oh, cruel, destiny... The tears soon covered the warrior's face and Tharos, the beloved dragon, spread his wings for the
spell that was trapping her in the crytpts of the ghostland... what the fathers of my father were able to do is going to end... Oh yes, I knew it...
