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they gave him his orders at Monroe, Virginia Said, "Steve, you're way behind time This is not 38, this is Old 97 Put her into Spencer on time" Then he turned around and said to his black, greasy fireman "Shovel on a little mor
gave him his orders at Monroe Virginia Sayin' Steve you're way behind time This is not 38 but this it's old 97 You must put her in Spencer on time He turned around and said to his black greasy fireman Just shovel on a little more coal And
they gave him his orders at Monroe, Virginia, Said: Steve, you're way behind time, This is not 38, this is Ol' 97, Put her into Spencer on time. Then he turned around and said to his black, greasy fireman, Shovel on a little more coal. And when we cross that White Oak
m not the wreck of the Hesperus Feel more like the Wall of China Getting old as Methuselah Feel tall as the Eiffel Tower I'm not a power of attorney But I can rock as good as Gibraltar Ain't no more no spring chicken Been plucked but I'm still kicking
m not the wreck of the Hesperus Feel more like the Wall of China Getting old as Methuselah Feel tall as the Eiffel Tower I'm not a power of attorney But I can rock as good as Gibraltar Ain't no more no spring chicken Been plucked but I
legend lives on from the Chippewa on down of the big lake they called "Gitche Gumee" The lake, it is said, never gives up her dead when the skies of November turn gloomy With a load of iron ore twenty-six thousand tons more than the Ed
away from the wreck of the day And the lights always red in the rearview. Desperatly close to a coffin of hope I'd cheat destiny just to be near you. If this, is giving up Then i'm giving up If this, is giving up Then i'm Giving up Giving up On love....... On l
traveling to work the fields Toil the factories and sweat the steel Set out to sail from Santa Rosalie I left you a note tacked to a tree Adios querida I'll return one day Now I'm leaving on the Carlos Rey Four cruel days under stormy ski
were drinking down to Reedy's house When first we heard the blow It seemed to come from Ripper Rock So boldly forth to go And sure enough the rusty tub Could just be barely seen As her stern was high up in the air We made out Athens Queen O, the love
the Beautiful set sail back in 1970 She was state of the art, the flagship of our navy. But the salt sea took its toll and the rust began to show, And with a heavy heart we took her to the breaker's yard. I thought I heard her call, maybe I heard nothing at all. I tho
ll hoist a hand, becalmed upon a troubled sea 'Make haste to your funeral,' cries the Valkyrie We'll hoist a hand or drown amidst this stormy sea 'Here lies a coffin,' cries the cemetery, it calls to me And all for nothing quite in vain was hope forever tossed No thoughts explaine
by the shiny ship way Which flows thoughtlessly Down the marine mirror Of a ionic waterline There was a fresh breeze Strange peace Tranquility And there was the sun It was even able to warm me up No longer an enemy The sight passed me by, as pic
Abram rose, and clave the wood, and went, And took the fire with him, and a knife. And as they sojourned both of them together, Isaac the first-born spake and said, My Father, Behold the preparations, fire and iron, But where the lamb for this burnt-offering? Then Abram bound
walked out the door without a note Left your car keys in our bed Im trying to reach you on the phone Hanging on a line for too long Dancing along to that same old song I see you’re tired of what we’ve become My words won’t come out right they’re like dirt in my throa
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look upon the man of twilight Forever damned to holy ground Behind the walls it's black,but evil shines And none can leave until it's done Strangers in our eyes They walk in shaped of God Hear me now, cast away your pride Be wise, hear the unholy rime Loud & cle
sorcery written in blood Whispered by a Witch in the dawn Summon the darkness pure evil and death And gather the legions of scorn The darkness possesses you your soul scream in vain Tonight the Hellfire shall burn Thunder and lightning the ancient prediction The
was walking in the dust Through the half-closed spaces Incrustations of mud and dew Resins dripped in the stone. I discerned a man, alone, Frightened eyes, red of pain. I was walking in the pale wintry sun Through the substrates of the wind Mosaics of clouds like
the other day when the earth turned away I found a little book [?] in the grey [?] flower drawn like a child on the cover It was the story of the raven and the mushroom man He was the first real friend he ever had I never want to be like that serious ma
members of his squad grow thick A testament to "get rich quick" No sign of mismatched features Secondary organs from within So on command they open Winding clockwork sirens as they come Scramble the rock face through the glare of mo
a crisp as bacon morning with the sunshine on my head, From the twilight of the dawning raised myself up from my bed. Fixed mine eyes upon a favor like no mortal eye behold, Then I chose to taste the flavor of the ancient of the old. On a chill as winter evening in a doubtful circumst
go of the old ones We've got some new ones Hold on to the good stuff And let go and get real tough Down, down, down Moon gonna fall down Thump, thump, thump House gonna fall down Chop, chop, chop Tree gonna fall down Down, down, down
the flavour for your feet Everybody need a place to chill Gotta stop the world standing still Don't you know I got a place to go? I tell ya Funky people let me come back to ya Understand we got the stuff to move ya Anybody with the funk oughta know So you don't
s eight a.m. I roll out my silk sheets Get fly crash the limo back seats Lookin' in the faces Of some ladies that I never met On the interview tip, no sweat They ask me questions I throw the words back They say they write facts I know that's bull crap
in the darkness Black Well of Chaos Boiling before my eyes In here the dead rise Out of the Cauldron Evil that never dies Bringer of darkness Demon of Chaos King of eternal lies Father of evil Loosing his black minions Into the night Into the Cauldron I cast my
by Time they rest at the very bottom of Ages But they are not forgotten as it looks like. In deep eyes of the most famous Magi The Words sparkle - the Words of the Wise. During the sleep like Black Butterflies they'll come flying The old secrets they whisper to us. The Magis Wor
you remember the bridge? The bridge that was standing in ruin Do you remember the sign? Demons and witches were doing They say it\'s a bad place They say it\'s a magic place Deep down under The soil of this unholy land Deep down under The roots of a t
taming of the memory The heartache of the soul 'Tis their dream? forgiveness The fear of letting go With every breath With every step The truth becomes so clear Leading me closer Bringing me near To the heart of the art of the soul Where the tears and the fears
lady's adrift in a foreign land Singing on issues both humble and grand A decade flew past her and there on the page She read that the prince had returned to the stage Hovering near treacherous waters A friend saw her drifting and caught her Unguarded fantasies fl
finally broke into the prison, I found my place in the chain. Even damnation is poisoned with rainbows, all the brave young men they're waiting now to see a signal which some killer will be lighting for pay. Into this furnace I ask you now to
remember in September when the final stumps were drawn And the shouts of crowds now silent when the boisterous cheer had gone Let us O Lord above us remember simple things When all are dead to love us Oh, the captains and the Kings When all are dead to love us Oh
is the Pit There my friends dwell There is Azathoth - great Center Of the Cosmos... and playing on His flute... There is Yog Sothoth - Master of Dimensions - and Faceless One... and Faceless One... There is Nyarlathotep - Black Messenger And Black Prince of the Abyss.
ex -disco dancer still remembers all of the old steps All those shiny trophies in his closet Do you miss the bright lights? And staying up all night? Can you remember, in late December? You were at the party you left early Baby, 1980 is so lon
ve been around on the other side of innocence Now we're waking up to AM radio I felt fingers but I couldn't keep from racking Your body language said you knew that this would happen I'm diggin a hole for the days of the cold I'll put them two feet
ve seen a lot of rip-offs in my life. Seen a lot of scams. A lot of crooks and crooked schemes, crooked sharks. Part one of the story reads... The liquor store thief. The stick up man. Thrown into the clink, never coming back until the day he's g
you see it move There's something there It's in this very cloth that I weave In the most peculiar ways that we behave It's the time of the turning and the old world's falling Nothing you can do can stop the next emerging The time of the turning
the high hills the wind carries The voice of the old man-magus, herald of the death His news are echoing in the distance, Breaking the rest of the Earth Proud birds sing their song To heroes of the fights and to defeated To their pure souls and to th
within the midst of the woods Sings a pipe with a mystic tune Whispering like an echo from beyond the ages Softly whistle the pipes of pan, From the golden age before man When wine and song flowed through the forest From a void beyond the stars, Through gateways left ungu
will grieve and sob, when He once will fall asleep forever Only rain will drop avaricious tear In the name of last son of a fjord The nearest neighbor will not be sad By his will drunk grieves and blood The distant neighbor easily will sigh
the sinister heavens I strip the arc of moon the cosmic sickle starts the deicidial harvest I am the wheel of fortune that grinds your chest the fruit of the storm and the kingdom belongs to me the time has come, your time, my father this is my fate to raise my hand a
the heart of the wood in the closed forest christ appeared to me in several forms one two three four swastika i'm told on the cliffs of mother i walked with mary behind the eyes of his innocence or guile the young old man talks of the brittle walls that he
day in the year of the fox Came a time remembered well When the strong young man of the rising sun Heard the tolling of the great black bell One day in the year of the fox When the bell began to ring Meant the time had cometh For one to go T
m thirsty for good old-fashioned brawl There are many voices that are never heard at all Mozart died a pauper, but he didn't go in vain Take solace in his knowledge of the cusp and the wane Hard living may steal the best of me I've burned the candle as bright as it can be Willi
darkness falls on the city of the thieves and starlight kisses the golden domes He walks the streets of Arenjun Through the shadows of the Maul Beyond the temples of richness filled Behind the walls, upon a hill A silver tower arose in just one night
come tell me Sean O'Farrell, tell me why you hurry so Husha buachaill hush and listen and his cheeks were all a glow I bear orders from the captain, get you ready quick and soon For the pikes must be together by the rising of the moon By the rising of the moon, b
day in the year of the fox Came a time remembered well When the strong young man of the rising sun Heard the tolling of the great black bell One day in the year of the fox When the bell began to ring Meant the time had come For one to go to the temple of the king Ther
the big house Where the sun lives With the walls so white and blue In the red soil All the green grows And the winds blow across your face They blow across your heart It's the time of the turning and there's something stirring outside It's the time of turning and we'd b
Music &amp; Lyrics: Deris] Listen to the whisper of the weak and blind Listen good if you want to learn how to survive Treasure when you´ve been chosen to turn water into wine Never meant for your own Don´t drink it ! We are the
McCarthy killed the light He didn't wake his lovely wife He left the key inside the door Woke on the wrong side of the bed She can't remember what he said But she sure knew what he had done Little choices in a A little town maybe a Little man is right to be afraid Biblic moraliza
sits upon his throne, Umon spitzen any more. Keeps it all to himself, Doesn't care for anybody else. See them curse that sound! See them curse that sound! King of the castle and all the men, There's always given do nothing he'll send. Way-o, the games and our fun! Children, be
castles built on bones There’s people dieing don’t you know? You never give you only know how to take They beg for bread but you say let them eat cake! Deathstyles of the poor & lowly Brought to you by the rich & greedy Doomed to
the glory of the Lord shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together: for the mouth of the Lord hath spoken it. (Isaiah 40:5) Read more: Handel George Frideric - 04. Chorus: And The Glory Of The Lord Lyrics |
yourself together Get yourself together Shake shake shake shake shake Shake shake shake Shake shake shake Shake Get yourself together Take it all on chair Get yourself together Mothers in a lawn chair Electric come to get in Verbal litigation Out of the races an
Bonus track] Once great kings of the Secondborn Cheated their faith with the Rings of Sauron Nine for mortal men Turned them into the shadows of immortal Without their maste they have no focus They have no choice but to obey Without their Rin
can't ignore the highway, I've got it in my dreams. It's right beside my palace and just above the sea. I have the stars around me, sometimes I feel the world. And from the top of his lighthouse we touch the universe The western sky is bleeding, our view is open wide. Th
.. And there is no sun not then and never again glossy nativity desirable perfume of light flavourless silence the beauty of the gist ... But what is the gist nothing or everything embedded in lies about the real sense of life the poise betwee
the wind calls Over the fields Of the blue and the grey And slowly the night falls It hides and conceals Oh, the blue and the grey Your thoughts of pride and glory These things won't bring you home It's every young man's story Your castle walls are strong No fear, no d
tweet tweet) This is the story of the history of night From the beginning it has never seen the light It takes a while to never understand It holds the gift of darkness in it's hand (tweet tweet) This is the story of the monkey and the snake The monkey hit that
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