feed but that's not possible at all on the lost side of the world When night is gone a thousand of the poor have died. Goodbye to the world. We cannot
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but that's not possible at all on the lost side of the world When night is gone a thousand of the poor have died. Goodbye to the world. We cannot help
from all mankind, Conquer all the odds ! And I feel I'll live on forever, With Satan himself by my side ! And I'll show the world That tonight
you and left the place I?d known Now words have lost their meaning The words have lost their meaning and she?s bored
you A sailor lost at sea Without you, woman The world comes down on me Without you in my life I'd slowly wilt and die But with you by my side You're
one believed me, ?it?s a dream? they said. But I have seen eternity when I was dead. Who decided who?s to go and who?s to stay on this old world ? This
have been lost In what they told me to believe Until I felt in burning deep inside To set my spirit free And I escaped to another world To help the
to scream and when it's time to dream higher... rise, my friend dance with me all the way - to the end lost in the Night Frost forever lost the night
Her parents never took the young girl to church Never spoke of His name never read her His word Two non-believers walking lost in this world Took their
what ive been through So how can you judge me You dont know bout the life that I got You dont know what its like to live in my slot This worlds gone
Born into this life A child in a world full of doubt Rejected as an orphan boy Torn from his mother's side Dogmas were thrown in his way Obstacles from
'Cause you could find yourself lost out in this world And I would find a way to get back to your side If you found yourself lost out in this world
a miracle man He's got holes in His feet, in His side, in His hands And if you ask for love, love pours through them Like a ray of light, like a raging
have been lost In what they told me to believe Until I felt in burning Deep inside to set my spirit free And I escaped to another world To help the
that Sometimes he'll watch a war-film On the moron machine in the corner of his cell Lost in time Lost in mind Cyril writhes like smoke His bigot's eyes
