If I could find words to tell you I'm sorry Make you understand, I mean just what I say After all that I've heard, why should I worry? When we ride the
Shifting the Sands Hotter then Hell Upon her lips, teardrops fell through the serpentine flame, I screamed her name But she never WOKE UP! She never
Translation: Christian Bautista. 1000 Words.
Translation: Christian Prayers. According To Thy Gracious Word.
Translation: Erica Christianson. The Future Ain't What It Used To Be.
Translation: Christmas carols. Christians, Awake, Salute.
Krankes Fleisch, kranker Geist Zuwider ihre Reden Das Blut auf ihren Handen Ergiesst sich in die Nacht Untermensch... mit Namen Christ Ihre Seelen baden
