fly. From a hill I could see all the rockets as they flew from the town below me. Bombs bursting in the air, The crowd cheered with every flare, In the distance
soldier heaven knows I've been no saint With my camouflage and armor a cold heart and grease paint To you this has no meaning the armistice laid down The armies are all
the morning, your shine in the distance Your shine inside the laughter and the ghosts They have spoken of the river, forever bending Inside the fever of the saints that walk all
I try not to think about The distance of the setting sun I try not to think about the rain I try not to think about the saints and sinners Who has more
not care and no one I know And no one I know Idle gaze of us all We are so far removed This distance created Is one we all use Saint Saviour Square
What? E.x. large-in What? Captain of a ship pretender no never no sergeant See I'm the type of nigga to catch a bullet in my teeth They call you saint
's side And time is running backwards and so is the bride Ring them bells, ring them bells Ring them bells, ring them bells Ring them bells Saint Peter
Frightened people listen To a dragon's growl It's sleep was disturbed Now it's time to prowl Off in the distance Villages burn Frightned people running
Is there a reason for this distance? More than the drug that floats my days A nervous bug in my system It keeps me edgy and ashamed I've got a saint
been a soldier, heaven knows I've been no saint In my camouflage and armor, cold heart and grease paint To you this has no meaning the Armistice laid down The armies all
Turn from your idols to God Burn them up in the sight of the flock Learn from Bible the odds of you losing are zip All is gain- we ain't all the same
saint The saint I aint Now all the hurt Is here again.... here again I find it so hard to be true But I'm gonna try my best for you And every distance
the law Took a bite out of sin/ Got death in His claw He demonstrates his power over death, sickness Over Nature, over evil over time and distance All
V1 I try not to think about the distance of the setting sun I try not to think about the rain I try not to think about the saints and sinners, who have
out of reach, but I keep arm distance We can't hold him down, cuz I'm just too persistant Listen, nitroglycerin, finish him Kryptonite for all you fuckin
Lost Love] Trees have dropped their leaves, Clouds their waters All this burden is killing me Distance is covering your way, Tears your memory All
I'm bringin that long beach feeling back See me on tha eastside where all of them killers at But my enemies don't wear raiders, saints, or even a steelers
For they're deep and they're wide And the world on its side And time is running backwards And so is the bride. Ring them bells Saint Peter where the