: It's a ceremony Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah It's a ceremony Oil and blood ceremony Hold an eagle feather to my heart, yeah On my heart A time for
: Wild hearted son Baby, the world didn't want me to run To try and break me down to my knees, yeah Wild hearted, yeah-yeah, yeah Well now You know,
: If If that's the way that it is, ooh If If that's the way that it is If we put our hearts together And overcome our hesitation Maybe we could join
: Ooh yeah, yeah-yeah Gunfire ricochet off my halo My head is buzzin' like a hive of bees The truth is certain, I gotta start livin' I've been down
: Well alright Earth mother for you I see the world all drippin' red, ow, that's right Earth mother for you I see the world all drippin' red, whoa State
: White Shining Shining brightly Pure crystal snow White Oh virgin Shining brightly Snow is crystal the fire is cold I sit back watch the sun turn gold
: Oh, ask the dust No harm will come between us Oh beautiful, radiant child Eyes azure, vow to me Your golden heart Ooh, she moves in silence Then whispers
: Divine intervention in this decaying world While a hip young dude stood passionately Succumbing to the he-dog sound Of the mystifying beat combo that
: Down and out in London Los Angeles and Paris, too, uh-huh I drank a river in my time To get on through, yeah Well, the night, it rise above you, rise
: Indian woman, let down your hair Indian woman, let down your hair Blood red wine, layered in time Blood red wine, layered in time Standing at the
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prize in its own right Equal in death at last, with no exceptions made There's no escape in this and that's how it ends This is my ceremony A blood rite
: This is why events unnerve me, They find it all, a different story, Notice whom for wheels are turning, Turn again and turn towards this time, All
: This is why events unnerve me They find it all, a different story Notice whom for wheels are turning Turn again and turn towards this time All she
ceremony, standing on the ceremony standing on the ceremony, standing on the ceremony standing on the ceremony, you were always standing on the ceremony (Standing on the ceremony
: You were the promise at dawn, I was the morning after. You were Jesus Christ my Lord, I was the money lender. You were the sensitive woman, I
: There is a war between the rich and poor, a war between the man and the woman. There is a war between the ones who say there is a war and the ones
: Now the courtroom is quiet, but who will confess. Is it true you betrayed us? The answer is Yes. Then read me the list of the crimes that are mine