Tales from the spirit of gold Hunters come in the night of glory Prophets lying and creating gods Proclameting darkness, my master fall Break up point
I lost my mind a couple of gals ago I left behind, never saw it go Just a little bit of snow out on the leaves Just confusion drifting, swirling to my
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I ride beneath this roaring sky See through the black with eyes of the dead Cast in the bones, Angel of Death Thirteen moons, thirteen men, prepared to
There's a well beaten path in the old mountainside Where I wandered when I was a lad And I wandered alone to the place I call home In those Blueridge
Wild wind, take me home To the mists of down below I'll be flying come September day With no borders in my way You'll find me home until the May sun burns
(Meghan Hayden's) Wild wind, take me home To the mists of down below I'll be flying come September day With no borders in my way You'll find me home
What a great achievement it was To get a hotel room this late I bet they charge by the hour here The kind of place you should bring your own U.V. ray
The light begin to bleed Begin to breathe Begin to speak D'you know what? I love you better now I am falling like a stone Like a storm, being born again
God give me strength to make it through Situations that sometimes get out of hand I?ll keep my eyes on You I?ll keep my eyes on You My dreams may not
A Lonesome Wind Entered the Pits of my Dreams Swept my Thirst into Shades of Gleams It Spread a Rain of Ethereal Tunes Coloured my Pictures so Freezing
Your love is colder than a foggy river Flowing o'er a heart of stone You left me stranded on this foggy river Drifting helpless and alone Can't escape
Sie stehen eng umschlungen Ein Fleischgemisch so reich an Tagen Wo das Meer das Land beruhrt Will sie ihm die Wahrheit sagen Doch ihre Worte frisst der
FOGGY RIVER (Fred Rose) « © '46 Milene Music » Your love is colder than a foggy river flowing o'er a heart of stone You left me stranded
Cleanse thine eyes, let truth appear The world is deceived, judgment is near Mankind is fallen, believed the lies Confused and have not seen the evil
I've got too much sorrow I feel too much pain I won't see tomorrow, babe If this stays the same You treat things so lightly You think it's a game With
Armed. No it was more than that, armed to the fucking teeth was possibly more apt a description, and the civilians this war surrounded played no real