O sacred Head, now wounded With grief and shame weighed down Now scornfully surounded With thorns, Thine only crown How art Thou pale with anguish With
There's a shadow I can't see From a holy canopy That my Father spread for me When I'm strong or when I'm weak When I wake or when I sleep He is watching
{Refrain:} Encore un cas desespere Ou le feminin sacre Est mis a mal et confronte Au masculin inadapte Elle revait d'infini D'immensite pour deux Regardait
(feat. Don Parmazhane, The Blob) [Intro: The Blob] Yo, Afu, what's up man It is I, Blob, hehehehe The invisible bully, let's show These cats what time
Sagrada Familia the wind has changed the storm is over La Sagrada Familia for the lion and the lamb La Sagrada Familia we thank the Lord the danger's over La Sagrada
A perfect member of society That is what you want us to believe They say a christian celebrity There's nothing wrong - in your own conceit Rely on trust
(A. Larrieux, L. Larrieux) Is there nothing sacred anymore when celebrities are deified and we're still calling some countries third world and
If I could take this skin off I'd trade it for your riches Just watch the sick turn Into the witches Well I just sit + wait A call of arms to the bodies
Born with the voice of an angel A boy with the earth on his hands For this child of the lowly Fate had made other plans He was only a man of the
(Paul Gerhardt, J. W. Alexander, Hans Hassler, 16th Lent, Bach) O sacred Head now wounded, with grief and shame weighed down Now scornfully surrounded
I was locked all day in the summer heat, In a small brown house in Suburban Street, With a skateboard and my shit guitar, I'd dream all day that they
I have this weird feeling That time stay still My life is not the same thing Like used to be People don?t listen to me Don?t recognise It seems
Would my suffered soul May ever reach To compose itself in peace? What have I done To condemn my soul And deserve this kind of treat? God has
(Instrumental)
[Music: Lenk, Lyrics: Leven, Lenk] The cry's been heard before It's evil to the core Chanting in the distant Calling out for more Always - hunted -
Ce sacre piano Place dans un coin Voudrait liberer Sa voix qui deborde Mais reste accrochee Au long de ses cordes Et son vieux clavier Qu'aucun doigt
k esta carga esta bien asegurada. No tuvieron ni un problema Como el corita lo dijo El trailer ya esta en Nogales Cumplio con su compromiso Esta carga era sagrada