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,
Tradução: La Iglesia. Desierto.
?t use them anymore Him got thousand soldiers with helicopters Preachin?for war in a church Advertizing in a tv show Our Civilisation is on the march And the desert
t rap for Free that's why they fired AJ It's me leaking through your stereo Envy me is a emcee prepare for your burial I kill niggaz without lettin the Desert
do gon' have your names on it I'll never let them forget I put my seeds on it [Kastro] You gon' die before yo' time, come face the truth In the middle of the desert
Her singing touched Angels and melted their hearts her choirs inspired the search For the lost holy grail, the Benedict arts And the best of the Catholic Church
Medusa A frozen Hecate cloned Stealing seed, here needs were like a cancer Growing stronger with each whimpering dog knelt before her, thirteen necromancers Called from desert
blood for fear of spillage Where nightfall used to be Blessed with best tranquility Its no caressed by misadventure Templars from the crusades Have birthed a church
: Church bells resounded like judgement day As they were making love In the rainswept graveyard She fucked him hard, silhouetted by flame A monsoon Tigress
: In the frontier villages they Watch the trains pass by so slowly And roads are deserted in Tozeur. From a house far away Your mother observes me And
myself off In an effort to Make it clear to whoever Wants to know what it's like When you're shattered Left standing in the lurch at a church Were people
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
know when you gotta dump a nigga out This sin-surr, this some sin-surr SHIT right hurr! [Verse Two] Grown man I put hands on you I dig a hole in the desert
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
turn two kinds of doorknobs You can either go to the church of your choice Or you can go to Brooklyn State Hospital You'll find God in the church of your