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Creations

Yeah grunge tunes are oh so cool For big bucks behaving like a fool Generation X won't change no shit It's only waiting for the next big hit Satanic

The most delicate master The drive, the core of our source of function Too strong the belief of supremacy And we'll drown in the lack of the increasing

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When you tricked them into your condemned dream You didn't know who would have control Where it took seconds to shape fortunes Your pains it weighed

thread Where you are - follow the thought you shun How far to thread by the stream Stray now - tie off the dead veins Wound fate leaves you wound creations

Ticking, that insane sound We dance to the running of hours Programmed moments passing by Tighten the knot around our time Fortunes slipping, ignoring

If God is for me then who can be against me. You can never stop this work in me. The word of God stands forever. You can never stop this work in me.

I saw a dead man walking, buried just three days ago...buried just three days ago. This man that can heal the blind and set the captives free. I heard

Religion has killed what once was love, and turned it to idols and nothing more than scheduled prayers and empty words. You are better than this, God