at the bar So C'mon Mac do the sacro-iliac C'mon back do the sacro-iliac Won't you c'mon back do the sacro-iliac C'mon back do the sacro-iliac Won
Shan, but draw upon dreams and fractured memories. I've factored remedies and syrums into this equation. I hold up one mirror to another and ask 'is nothing sacred
mystic moon. An opiate vapor, dewy, dim, Exhales from out her golden rim, And, softly dripping, drop by drop, Upon the quiet mountain top, Steals drowsily and musically
praise That for a jealous God was meant Shining Feriluce Lustrous scourge of fallen spirits Basked in glory, flew To lakes in sacred altitudes Sweet haunting music
lady sleeps. oh, may her sleep which is enduring so be deep! Heaven hold her in its sacred keep! This chamber changed for one more holy
, renew ? It?s all a distant second to the offers you can?t refuse. Anyone remember when we used to believe that music was a sacred place and not some
, renew... It's all a distant second to the offers you can't refuse. Anyone remember when we used to believe that music was a sacred place and not some
holy praise That for a jealous God was meant Shining Feriluce Lustrous scourge of fallen spirits Basked in glory, flew To lakes in sacred altitudes Sweet haunting music
sacro-iliac C'mon back do the sacro-iliac Won't you c'mon back do the sacro-iliac C'mon back do the sacro-iliac Won't you come on back do the sacro-iliac
