deny, Never again believe me... Faded questioning remorse Eases suffering and loss Never again believe me... We alone, the fallen children...
fallen children... Can't save me like the others tried Don't fail me as the others die We alone, the fallen children... Can't save me, like the others
, Never again believe me... Faded questioning remorse Eases suffering and loss Never again believe me... We alone, the fallen children... Contemplating
others pain We will fall in Hell It does not matter how small are your sins You will be away from the light Forever lost paradise Our kingdom shall be
pray, "Blood stain, wash away" He said, "Lost my way This bloody day Lost my way" I heard it He said, "Lost my way This bloody day Lost my way" Oh,
Where do children go when they're not crying childish tears They go to paradise up above and live throughout the years But then where do they go when
like the long lost paradise. But after 200 years I began to feel restless and hollow. Thoughts of the creator came up in me, but anyhow, I have lost
Dark Core of your being, Dark am I... BLACK LIGHT ON BLACK... Immaculate Misconception... Fall from Grace... Beating... Your Pride withers your Wings... You will Fall far... Lost
When a life falls into dust and the paradise is lost There is something to remind us in our head There is something to remember - helping us to understand
J. Rambo 6 sextillion, 19 million, the holy pyramid say we all a lost children Voodoo for the pilgrims who bring weapons and conceal em They're style ?, and then in doctorate the children
Rose beds scattered across the lawn Like the squares at Waterloo With bayonets of thorns repelling small children In search of lost tennis balls Imaginary
Blood stain wash away He said, "Lost my way This bloody day, lost my way" I heard him, he said, "Lost my way This bloody day, lost my way" All things
, cross clearest skies Power and beauty of wild, pounding life Eternally free, towards paradise flee Escaping from mortal men's eyes And when the light of eternity falls
in the approaching shadows. I am dreaming and cannot hold it. I have seen. (Dear Christ: the silence and the loss; we are born and fall. Dear Christ, you too are broken and lost
Growing sleepy as the rain falls As children draped in flowers form a chain They sing a song with jelly jars and bird calls As night falls into dust and
