I, I am the stranger this time around You, you are the changeless sounds of sand I could be here forever riding this death You, you are the distance,
Превод: Църквата. Пустиня.
These toys are all lifeless, the armor's worn off The shadow of a shadow is the ghost of a bomb Skyscraper standing in a desert alone A helicopter searchlight
Walking through the desert You know what it's about It's really from the church Too foreign That was never there Yet you know I'm in heaven But it is
Walking through the desert You know what it's about it's really from the church too far That was never there Yet you know I'm in heaven but it is a hell
, BILL IVENIUK One cloudless morning was it day or night The sun and the moon were bright Take one away Two holy sisters lost in the desert dry From
THIS NIGGAZ SWEETER THAN A HERSHEY KISS, GOT ME HEATED BOUT TO WORK THE FIFTH, DESEL ON THE PURPLE SHIT, THE REV GOTTA GET A CHURCH FOR KISS, YOU BROKE
you, come see you, writing scrolls (Writing scrolls) To the rest of the fam, locked in holes At age eight, money come first, snatch purse Go to church
dig me - sick me, Either kill me or get killed worse Your songs in need of a real verse Son of the man, God feel me like he feel church Then right after
one And I'll play for Magdalena as we ride No llores, mi querida, dios nos vigila Soon the horse will take us to Durango Agarrame, mi vida, soon the desert
Desert messiah ain't nothing new We all know his kind Another self-appointed prophet With world domination on his puny mind Whispered scenes behind closed
mean craves her harmony. All the darktown preachers and the Bible teachers Say they're losing all their trade Cause the good church people all desert
I was saved by the bell, 'cause I read all the signs In the churches and houses, in the townships and mines I went running through the forest, through the deserts
space collide Mortals sit and watch the tide Of Angels crashing up against the sacred shore Without the holy grail Only evil can prevail The church
'Cause sometimes when they fall They will pretend That the hankie is a bandage To stop the bleeding And imagine city streets And desert storms and
dedicate this tonight to all the Veterans To their families, their loved ones And everybody that loves this country It was a sweltering hot Sunday morning in the Saudi Arabian desert
of man shall stand before God!!! It has begun The beginning of the end Yeah.. Yeah... yeah, yeah [Verse 1] The voice of racism preaching the gospel is devilish A fake church