you Please take my hand and show me which way to go l can't see I need your wisdom to guide me I am only a man who seeks to understand What Your will
Tradução: Barren Cross. Tu Voluntad.
your grave Stop This town is your grave This town is your grave You will never change You will never change You will never change! Washing your hands
ice you will believe Under the ice you will be free Released from rotten thoughts No more pain And no more gods Under the ice you will be free Released
Make your claim - you're drawn to the sound Time has come ? you're leaving ground Rise to fame - the flight of the crow Time will come - cross the line Your
remember the starfish and the wails of the sirens then We replaced the tridents, embraced Poseidon Discovered ourselves living on an island We flow like water 'cross
will believe Under the ice, you will be free Released from rotten thoughts No more pain and no more Gods Try to understand Under the ice, you will be
Many mighty rivers have I crossed Many barren deserts have I seen But still my heart beats strong for You Oh Lord, yeah For You have been my shelter And
Time will come - To take the sun Make your claim - You're drawn to the sound Time has come - You're leaving ground Rise to fame - the flight of the crow Time will come - Cross
, no No Terrorist child, if you only knew You were taken and brainwashed only to kill Terrorist child, your days are few And the blood that you shed will
say, we crossed inside and forever we glide And one thing's for sure man southside's riding Let's get this cheddar, you got your wood and your leather
left me but you will find your way back To that black barren land that bears the name of Xanadu You'll hear my voice cross the winds on the sand If
're fresh, but they, too, will go to hell I will cross every T, I will dot every I For a small sum of cash my doctor will prescribe A dose to make me
the shadow of the mountains on the barren plains To my angel in the village where a lamplight glows If the dogs there don't betray me, no one will know
(ferry) Here the soil is barren Here - nothing grows But crosses They - know not what they do You - your forgiveness Falls as dew Nailed upon a wooden
sun Make your claim - you're drawn to the sound Time has come ? you're leaving ground Rise to fame - the flight of the crow Time will come - cross the line Your