, non scuso, ma, Signor, come sai tuoi affani, Se sapessi... 'L mio stato sconsolato, Re del ciel immortal' Verresti a me Signor, Verresti... Ira di Dio Di
, come sai tuoi affani, Sa sapessi... 'L mio stato consolato, Re del ciel immortal' Verresti a me signor, Verresti... Ira di Dio Di pensier in pensier
Traduction: Shapplin, Emma. Colère de Dieu.
non scuso, ma, Signor, come sai tuoi affani, Se sapessi... 'L mio stato sconsolato, Re del ciel immortal' Verresti a me Signor, Verresti... Ira di Dio Di
"Vaishachet ha'aretz lifney habore, vetimla ha'aretz chamas" [Translation:] "The land was corrupt before God, and the land was filled with violence" "
'ira fiero! Qual'altro al mondo puo star di paro all'occhio tuo nero? Tosca Oh, come la sai bene l'arte di farti amare! Ma, falle gli occhi neri!
scintilla tre per l'antibiotico quattro per la villa giova a me jova a te giova a tutti quelli che credo in un solo dio madre onnipotente creatore di chi crede e di
la scintilla tre per l'antibiotico quattro per la villa giova a me jova a te giova a tutti quelli che credo in un solo dio madre onnipotente creatore di chi crede e di
A sacred cash cow with sickly tits Dripping temptation for hypocrites Tone deftly beaten, the prosperous Endlessly stating the obvious Caught in your
You want to blame me for the way you hate yourself You think you can find who you are in someone else Criticize who already found their positioning You
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Chopping lines in international sand Feeding blood junky habits of the elephant man Quenching his thirst with black water rising Executive outcomes on
Blood of all you had to lose I can feel your fear and weakness I see my own in the mirrors of your eyes Caught into a corner, hopeless Near death ahead
Sermon sung me slow to sleep Faster if I had a choice With every breath another death Still so in love with your own voice Idle threats to hide regrets
Then you wake Heart kept in the body bag, pathetic Picture framed obituary faded in the attic A shadow of someone you used to be You've seen so many