what to do And my heart is not torn Spirits know when to fly When it's time There's no reson to mourn For the great sacred bird is reborn From the ashes
good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye Singing this'll be the day that I die, this'll be the day that I die Helter skelter in a summer swelter The birds
of time Evil is darkness, sight without sight A demon that feeds on the mind Love is eternal sacred light Love is eternal sacred light Love is eternal sacred
There is a car parked where the block begins And there are people singing praises Say it's all because of him There is a bird perched on a frayed wet
Captures by moonlight, stressed from the start Centuries carving, as the bird form the sky falling down arrows will fly Candle light Show me the way, into the secrets Sacred
I could change my mind Advantage of ricochet adventures in anime Tear away the back drop revealing the hopeless Incentive to innovate, allow me to demonstrate Pinpoint and penetrate the heart like a steel shaft Birds
The wine it was drunk, the ship it was sunk The shot it was dead, all the sorrows were drowned The birds they were clouds, the brides and the shrouds
that the Lord seemed to legit time Why we plan to live for-ev he had a different design Is it safe to say we all parish on the sacred day With my luck
foes Some of them may be deaf and dumb No man, no woman knows The hour that sorrow will come In the dark I hear the night birds call I can feel a lover
Here I am, a black-eyed bird, remaining silent. I simply watch, your little life from high above. Wanting to call you, wanting to sing, Inside your
Her engines would be raging like hell Then we'd come back down to the rising towns Where the cattle stare In the frozen air For me there nothing more sacred
and sacred And this world can be so cold I wanna hold you naked and sacred Till I grow old Since I met you, my life?s changed I feel like a bird that
her Well, you can be a good lover, hammer nails into hearts And you can be a big loser when the real horror starts You can blow hot and cold on the sacred
you don't know We carry 'cause it's a real world, show and prove In ill words, all my herbs know the slurge Dress nasty like fuck, keep my bird on the
dark rage Sad white rain sun anger hurt soft Trust night rage rain white hope dark Sacred sun time trust hurt rage anger Rain white light And if a bird
my hair I'll want to drink of sacred fountains And find the riches hidden there I'll eat the lotus and peyote I'll want to hear the caged bird sing
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
Dream and Fly for Your People Fly and Bleed for Your Tribe I can See I can Feel I Can Hear the Jackals Howling The Sacred Fires Burn Within Earth
