Sancte Deus, Sancte Fortis, Sancte Deus, miserere, Miserere nobis. Sancte Deus, Sancte Fortis, Sancte Immortalis, ah, ah, Miserere nobis. Sancte
Elgar's famous, serene, and stately melody is given a vocal adaptation with this Lux aeterna requiem. Lux aeterna luceat eis Domine cum sanctis tuis
Cuando el rey Nimrod al campo salia, Mirava en el cielo y en la estreyeria, Vido una luz santa en la giuderia, Que havia de nacer Avraham avinu. Avraham
All the time, every time I need it. What's the time? I'd say the time is right. Here's to me. Let's find another reason. Down the hatch and
Clenching my teeth tight My head is like a sponge Give it to me free I wanna get ripped off And drown in the airwaves Another fatal wreck On the Information
Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go So make the best of this test, and don't ask why
Haushinka is a girl with a peculiar name. I met her on the eve of my birthday. Did she know, did she know, before she went away, does she know? But
I fucked up again it's all my fault. So turn me around and face the wall. Read me my rights and tell me I'm wrong. Until it gets into my thick
Started at the age of four. My mother went to the grocery store. Went sneaking throught her bedroom door to find something in a size four. Sugar
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Nice guys finish last. You're running out of gas. Your sympathy will get you left behind. Sometimes you're at your best, when you feel the worst.
From Billie Joe: The lyrics to "Platypus" will not be on the Cd because of lawyer problems due to my potty mouth. But here they are anyway: Your
I see you, down in the front line. Such a sight for sore eyes, you're a suicide makeover. Plastic eyes, lookin' through a numbskull. Self-effaced,
We're living in repetition. Content in the same old shtick again. Now the routine's turning to contention, Like a production line going over and
Who the hell are you to tell me what I am And what's my master plan. What makes you think that it includes you? Self-righteous wealth Stop flattering
I've got some scattered pictures lying on my bedroom floor. Reminds me of the times we shared. Makes me wish that you were here. Now it seems I
You pushed me once too far again I'd like to break you fucking teeth. Stick a knife in the center of your back. You better grow some eyes in the
I was a young boy that had big plans. Now I'm just another shitty old man. I don't have fun and I hate everything. The world owes me, so fuck you