Смерть Христа

Образ лягав на землю,
Такий злий, що квіти в’янули навколо.
Темна душа лягала на землю,
Така зимна, що вся вода перетворилась на лід.

Тінь падала понад лісом,
Коли душа образа гнила зсередини,
Коли образова душа була тінню...
Тінню сили зла...

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I wonder what she'll think about me leaving Wish I could be there hidden if she cries 'Cause leaving really won't be worth my trouble If I can see the teardrops fill her

I used to care so much about what others think about Almost didn't have a thought of my own The slightest remark would make me embark On the journey of self doubt But that

The book of god bleeding on the world of holy truth Look you die for him religion's enemy Dusk of age enthroned traitir on the ross Crown of thorns damned killing human race Universe

I don't want you be no slave I don't want you work all day I don't want 'cause I'm sad and blue I just want to make love to you, baby Love to you,

[Verse 1:] This one is for the boys with the boomer system Top down, AC with the cooler system When he come up in the club, he be blazin' up Got stacks on deck