the holy undead Dismember Mutilate Slaughter And kill Massacre of the priests They just try to deceive us Massacre of the priests Kill the Christ believers The priests
In Dulci Jubilo - Now sing with hearts a glow Our delight and pleasure - Lies In praesepio; Like sunshine is a treasure - Matris in gremio, Alpha es
Abide with me, fast falls the eventide The darkness deepens, Lord with me abide When other helpers fail and comforts flee Help of the helpless, oh abide
Ecce Sacerdos Magnus Ecce Sacerdos Magnus Qui in diebus sui, placuit de--o Ecce Sacerdos Magnus Ecce- Sa-cerdos Magnus Qui in diebus sui, qui in diebus
Hacia Belén va una burra, rin, rin Hacia Belén va una burra, rin, rin, yo me remendaba yo me remendé yo me eché un remiendo
Panis angelicus Fit panis hominum Dat panis coelicus Figuris terminum O res mirabilis Manducat dominum Pauper, pauper Servus et humilis Pauper, pauper
Oh holy night, the stars are brightly shining It is the night of the dear Savior's birth Long lay the world in sin and error pining 'Til He appeared and
May the road rise to meet you. may the wind be always at your back may the sunshine upon your face until we meet again. and until we meet again until
Pie Jesu, pie Jesu Pie Jesu, pie Jesu Qui tollis peccata mundi Dona eis requiem, dona eis requiem Pie Jesu, pie Jesu Pie Jesu, pie Jesu Qui tollis peccata
On Christmas night all Christians sing To hear the news the angels bring On Christmas night all Christians sing To hear the news the angels bring News
In the bleak midwinter, frosty wind made moan Earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone Snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow In the bleak midwinter
Ave Maria, gratia plena Maria, gratia plena Maria, gratia plena Maria dominus tecum Benedicta tu in mulieribus Et benedictus Et benedictus fructus ventris
What child is this? Who meant to rest on Mary's lap is sleeping Who angels greet with anthem sweet While shepherds watch our keeping This, this is Christ
Away in a manger, no crib for a bed The little Lord Jesus laid down His sweet head The stars in the bright sky looked down where He lay The little Lord
Oh come all ye faithful, joyful and triumphant Oh come ye, oh come ye to Bethlehem Come and behold Him, born the King of angels Oh come, let us adore
Silent night, holy night All is calm, all is bright Round yon Virgin Mother and Child Holy Infant so tender and mild Sleep in heavenly peace Sleep in
The First Nowell, the Angels did say Was to certain poor shepherds in fields as they lay In fields where they lay keeping their sheep On a cold winter
Alone with none but thee, my God, I journey on my way. What need I fear when thou art near, O King of night and day? More safe am I within thy hand than
