The tears are streaming down his face, they shower him with guilt The thought of what he knew his hands had went ahead and built 'Cause all along he spoke his
I remember the blood on his hands So ashamed regretting his faults So defenseless he came from the darkness We spoke and had a good talk Dark old hat
life couldn't gwan Verse 1 In ah Psamls 87 that's where me see clear His foundation is in the Holy Mountains Glorious things are spoken of thee
save one's soul from Hell One should be baptized and say vows A man of pride with the hammer told new God To build his house on own And spoke loud of
is the sense of pride at the end of the day to the face Of a thriving corporation, what could a dying family possibly say On the face of every American
so neat and so pretty The rumbler jugged off from his feet And he died with his face to the city He kicked too, but that was all pride For soon you
ruble) Never all there, never all there, never all there Which face to wear too soft to care Never all there, never all there When his willing ear gets him nowhere His
, but the river is not there Dry in spirit, dry in body Two will lend themselves to death And in grief, one weeps into his hands And drinks his bitter
those they have aggrieved To put aside all pride End what has been Put women's hearts to use And finally find a true Achieved My Queen (spoken) Shall I go on? ELIZABETH (spoken
Spoken) Elle, hey. Elle: (Spoken) Warner! Warner:(Spoken) Have you seen Vivian? I've been looking for her everywhere. Elle:(Spoken) Yeah. I mean, no. Warner:(Spoken
from Hell One should be baptised and say vows A man of pride with the Hammer told new God To build his house on own And spoke loud of the Gods of their
save one's soul from Hell One should be baptised and say vows A man of pride with the Hammer told new God To build his house on own And spoke loud of
Tomorrow's another day but today, they just might shoot you For your ride, fuck your pride, hah better be out your seat Quick and snappy with a happy face
in double trust: First, as I am his kinsman and his subject, strong both against the deed, then, as his host, who should against his murderer shut the
I need? my heart aches so bad When he sees my face he's gonna be so glad Then I look into his eyes swear to god I seen his soul Tell me what can make
trembles, he's bent and he's broken I've fallen it's true but I say unto you Hold your tongues until after I've spoken I was takin' my pride in the pleasures
black armour, their sable banner billowing in the chill breeze which skittered over the plain. And finally, astride his azure-shaffroned warhorse and surrounded by his