Staring out Nothing there Only dark everywhere Try to look I can?t see Ripped apart, taken from me Live through darkness I stare in silence and close
destruction before burning out. And on this night the great finale is finally here. 'Be careful what you wish for - it may come true. ' Long live, long live the King of Mercy
to some prayer that I could never make In a world so hard and dirty so fouled and confused Searching for a little bit of God's mercy I found living
Have mercy on me, sir Allow me to impose on you I have no place to stay And my bones are cold right through I will tell you a story Of a man and his
Have mercy on me, sir Allow me to impose on you I have no place to stay And my bones are cold right through I will tell you a story Of a man and his family
the venue cant comprehend what her friends must have went through that night the sun went dark now watch everyone on the tourbus fall apart that night, lord have mercy
voice like electric bell Strange talk about Edgar Casey And the long lame walk of the dark seventies Strange talk about Edgar Casey And the long lame walk of the dark
I dreamt a monstrous dream Something came up Out of the sea Swept through the land of The rich and the free I look into the eyes Of my merciful friend
live in the domination of Seth to deny your weak god and take the power of evil. Evil Church Fight, kill and torture without mercy forever in honour
horrible sound Mama they called my school To tell me my mother had a nervous breakdown I wish I believed like you do Yeah, you In the myth of a merciful
before burning out. And on this night the great finale is finally here. 'Be careful what you wish for - it may come true. ' Long live, long live the King of Mercy
out. And on this night the great finale is finally here. 'Be careful what you wish for - it may come true.' Long live, long live the King of Mercy.
that they hid this from us and our family? Why do we gamble with givers of grief And I'm wondering why do we live in the dark and my life's not fa la
a stone Away from home and mother that Freda loved so well The bitter pain and anguish no mortal tongue can tell Through tears she pled for mercy,
why'd they have to call my school tell me my mother had a nervous breakdown i wish i believed like you do yeah you in the myth of a merciful god in the