. Fading hours of plesure and pain, trust me now, it wasn't in vain. In this life some things will remain from fading hours. Fading hours, but my time
said. Fading hours of plesure and pain, trust me now, it wasn't in vain. In this life some things will remain from fading hours. Fading hours, but my
Traduction: Rage. Heures Fading.
Fading hours of plesure and pain, trust me now, it wasn't in vain. In this life some things will remain from fading hours. Fading hours, but my time
the heart. A full-blooded Cherokee, he predicted to me the time and the place that the trouble would start. There's a babe in the arms of a woman in a rage
find the hours that the clocks cannot define as I looked up from that stage I felt the thing that had been made And how it raged And how it raged How
Take my eyes, the things I've seen In this world coming to an end. My reflection fades, I'm weary Of these earthly bones and skin. You may pass through
plagues, line a fading sky. A dying world stripped to the bone, Intoxicated by the madness. Blood weeps from open wounds. And still the fires rage,
hand While I'm on this tedious journey I want Jesus to walk with me. I want You to hold me in my troubles Hold me when the storm of life is raging Hold
Primos:] No matter what I do This craving never seems to fade Death made me envy him The aching wore my patience thin I thrive on my rage The hours seemed
me is wasted time In your life there's frustration And we fight for your say It's your time for creation As your time fades away Is there a right and
did you just survive? Did you do all you could do? In a fall from a burning tower What would you do with just one more hour? Live that hour out everyday
an' happiness in this ghetto maze Hate us playaz, got this ryhme stayin' in a rage Kill wit a pill, broke game like Nintendo Three hours an' fourty-four
Fading like a wilted flower Even in our finest hour All the dream you realize Are you sleeping here with me tonight Words are falling off the pages Letter
