Dickinson Bruce lyrics
Dickinson Bruce lyrics
"Son Of A Gun Lyrics"
Love In A Mist Lyrics
I love you, My mother Earth, I love you, In a mist... Your tears are black, It crashes my mind. You can't forgive (the) Your bastard's tribe...
I love you, My mother Earth, I love you, In a mist... Your tears are black, It crashes my mind. You can't forgive (the) Your bastard's tribe...
Holy was the preacher.
Riding on his rig of steel in the rising sun.
This was no grim reaper.
But a man with a smile who took a pride in a job well done.
Ohh in a blood red sunrise.
He's preaching conversion as you lay down and die.
Just a god given holy roller.
In a god forsaken land.
He didn't choose this killing ground.
One Believer Lyrics
There are some roads you must walk yourself, Just you and your own Faith: nothing else. And on those dark days you're bound to go through, Here's s
You've got to scorch the earth, yeah.
and make the rivers run dry.
Untill we learn to hate like him.
Kill for killin'. Live to die.
CHORUS:
Ride on you son of a gun. Ride on. Ride into the setting sun.
You've gotta be a hero, for one last time.
To prove through your destruction.
Nothing Dies Lyrics
Peel away the skin that hurts. Peel away the skin that burns. Turn away from all you know Turn away to save your soul Peel away the skin that's cold.
> That killing is a great way of life.
There's a wooden cross somewhere.
Where they'll bury you down deep.
You lie to your people, You lie to yourself.
Your in love with death babe.
You've got no shame.
CHORUS
The preacher laughed. The preacher cried.
He loaded bullets as he smiled.
Congregation sat and wondered.
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TOO YOUNG Lyrics
I'm not too young to know The right things to do And one of those things Is not to fall for you Boy I don't want no play Didn't you hear me say I'm not gonn
uld they live or would they die.I'm not too young to know The right things to do And one of those things Is not to fall for you Boy I don't want no play Didn't you hear me say I'm not gonn
Just an ordinary man, with his orders and his plans.
In the shadows of a cross.
Oh in a blood red sunrise.
Take me to jesus, with judas my guide.
CHORUS
Ride on your bleeding heart.
Ride on you play no part.
Ride on you feel no pity.
Ride on you feel no pain.
Ride into history.