: Cada segundo algo inocente se pierde... desaparece al ritmo!!! de las maquinas que deforestan la tierra ultrajando biomas!!! suelos eraceos para
: Let not the sun go down on my wrath I let it shake the world Vengeance is the grudge I bear flag of reckoning unfurled You are the architect of your
: Is that gash in your leg Really why you have stopped? 'Cause I've noticed all the others Though they're gashed, they're still going 'Cause I feel like
: Crucify me! The only honor I seek is to live and die for the warrior King. Crucify me! And let the world cry out that I am still too bold, but I won
: Don't blame no one, you should be glad , you're in the race Moving our head away from the crowd is to be a sucess See the road is so clear, nothing
: Oh Jehova tu me has examinado Y conocido mi sentarme y levantarme Has entendido senor mis pensamientos Escudrinado mi andar y mi reposo //Porque
: [Rettke, Paeth, Bilski] Need an explanation Times are changing slow Careless generation? It's time for you to know Wipe out the pictures You're keeping
: On ne verra jamais Voler les cathedrales Pas meme un nid d'abeilles Dans les etoiles On peut toujours reflechir Comment la Terre fait pour tenir Petite
: What a joy I feel to think about forever I'm a child of God with blessings from Heaven By your side, days always brighter The Holy one My Master My
: (feat. MC Lyte) I've Seen: Money come between my best friend and me I've Seen: Old friend become new enemies I've Been: Through a couple of litigations
: Satan I invoke Lucifer I call Berith one of war Hymns of battle roar! Flesh of Christians rip Blood of feeble drip Bones are burnt to ash All in name
: Worshiper of Satan, Forever I am Loyal to my master, Ancient king of hell I summon demons, With unholy words Pentagram of fire, Burning sacred Gods
: One funeral hymn for three Loved ones gathered here In this sorrow Anthems sang There's no tomorrow Laying here cold and white Empty with no soul
: Source of all we hope or dread, sheepdog, jackal, rattler, swan. We hunt your face and long to trust that your hid mouth will say again let there be
: Oh father high in heavensmile down upon your son whose busy with his money games his women and his gun. Oh Jesus save me! And the unsung Western hero
: Oh father high in heaven -- smile down upon your son whose busy with his money games -- his women and his gun. Oh Jesus save me! And the unsung
: (J. W. Howe) Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored He has lost
: (John Fogerty) Put a candle in the window, 'cause I feel I've got to move. Though I'm going, going, I'll be coming home soon, 'Long as I can see the