Upon the heath we sit Trying to make some sense of it These mushrooms help a bit Help us think How we ought to think There's nothing in our way And no
en her, denkt de herder: Och, hoe ver, Hoe ver is mijn heide! Hoe ver is mijn heide, mijn heide! Op de grote stille heide, Bloeien
[Lyrics: Killian] [Music: Demmel, Flynn] Land Of Old, This Soil I Now See Turns Grey. Looking On, I See Crowds That Stand Against Tyrant Guns, Blow Them
Fordítás: Karácsonyi dalokat. Úr Jézus, Fény a pogányok.
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A l?horizon, une touche d?argent On the horizon, a touch of silver Comme apres l?orage, s?en vont les nuages Like after a storm, the clouds disappear
Upon the heath we sit trying to make some sense of it these mushrooms help a bit help us think how we ought to think theres nothing in our way and no
[Lyrics: Killian] [Music: Demmel, Flynn, Killian] On The Case Of An Unusual Death Tonight. Corpse Erupt, Sweet Smell Of Cremation In Flight. My Eyes
[Music: Flynn, Demmel, Killian] [Lyrics: Killian] Enter I, Disturbing Peace Of Mind Pressure Reflects Me. Manipulate, And Break The Feeling Of Faith
[Lyrics: Killian] [Music: Demmel, Flynn] I'm The Law, I Wield The Stick So Back Your Ass Up In Fear This Is My Place, My Burning Face In Full Gear.
[Music: Demmel, Flynn, Killian] [Lyrics: Killian] I Reach Out, And Grab The Devil. Pour His Hell Straight Down My Throat. Go Home To The Darling Where
[Music: Flynn,Demmel] [Lyrics: Killian] [ Solo: Flynn ] Feeling Taken, God Do I Hate. Pinstripped, Blacktied, Corporate Minds That Hate. All That They
[Music: Flynn, Demmel] [Lyrics: Killian] Deceiving Face Fits Perfect Like A Glove In The Camera Eye Of This World. A Pocket Lie, I Don't Know Why. Subterflige
[Lyrics: Killian] [Music: Demmel, Flynn] Land Of Old, This Soil I Now See Turns Grey. Looking On, I See Crowds That Stand Against Tyrant Guns, Blow
[Music: Flynn, Demmel] [Lyrics: Killian] I, Being The Judge Of This Legal Court Motion For The Accused To Arise. Stand Up Boy, Here's The End Of Your