Facing the storm. And there's no one by my side. The curse will take its toll. Is it justice or a foolish pride?. . As the wind is blowing cold. And the winter takes control.
Beloved mother, there is no guilt. In what I have done. It's far too late to turn it back. To turn it back. . Slowly they move. One by one, food for the clan.
We three kings of Orient are. Bearing gifts we traverse afar. Field and fountain, moor and mountain. Following yonder star. . O Star of wonder, star of night.
Jesus, when You coming back?. Jesus never coming back. Jesus won't take me back. Jesus never coming home. . Jesus seemed to steal my soul. He'll never let me go.
Spoken: 1...2...3...4!. You want a part of me. You want the whole thing. You want to feel something more than I could ever bring. You want it badly. You want it tangled.
Always remember my friend,. the world will change again.. And you may have to come back. through everywhere you've been.. . When your life was low,. you had nowhere to go..
I'm sitting here reading the book of life. Constantly asking myself why. Why do babies have to die. And a mother, oh, no gives up a price. . Can you see the man on the streets.