:30-32 Holy night of the Saviour's birth, little child in manger. We respect the spirit of Christmas as we celebrate the Christ Mass... Christ Mass...
dead souls wailing in water, frozen like a tide of depression, i lie and wait, howl at the moon, hail to dead souls, wash over me, and take my life away
Translation: Velvet Acid Christ. Hail To Dead Souls.
My soul, my soul magnifies the Lord My soul, my soul magnifies the Lord My soul, my soul magnifies the Lord My soul, my soul magnifies the Lord My soul, my soul
could have her back again I would never make her sad I got a heart full of soul I got a heart full of soul I got a heart full of soul
't feel them inside Still I believe you'll never leave So, where are You now? You're all I have, You're all I know Your breath is breathing in my soul
your insults or praise Won't burden your heart, don't worry your head Yeah, if you don't want a soul mate, I'm your soul today Your soul today
him of this wondrous thing, Tell him that we'll have control of all the riches it will bring; When people come to see it, for money we will purify their souls, their souls
to starve And even bring you to total silence I won't I find no pleasure In your physical pain I want your Christian soul to crumble Ahhh Your fucking soul
do Only effects you Na Na Na Na Got my future It?s not up to you Well there must be someone out there for me 'cause there?s a million lonely souls
Your time to die, don't even stress the date You're coming with me, your soul I'm next to take I told him, "I'm too much blessed with faith" "And living for Christ
m stressed A punch in the face get you 300K Ask glad now he back makin' minimum wage Another victim of my criminal ways I wanna walk in the image of Christ
arm These expensive things are just wearing me Cause nothing, even matters if my sun shines Trapped in, behind the clouds most of the time I finally see why the guard her soul
our dear Saviour's birth Long lay the world in sin and error pining Till He appeared and the soul felt its worth A thrill of hope the weary soul rejoices
sell God, I'm numb Baby Jesus Love Dolls, Everybody wants one They rob God, create God I'm numb I dropped the BOMB! These are my words That make you burn, that cleanses your soul
holy night The stars are brightly shining It is the night of the dear Savior's birth Long lay the world in sin and error pining Till He appeared and the Soul
as it pleaseth god', she said, 'my soul shall laud and magnify his holy name, Most highly favour'd lady, Gloria! Of her, emmanuel the christ, was
the stars are brightly shining It is the night of the dear Saviour's birth Long lay the world in sin and error pining Till he appeared and the soul felt
