leaving the core bleeding, ripped up and torn injecting the infection of deception and lies and the defection of the holy to escape their demise the black darkened open wings
Like the wings stolen from an angel Like petals, gone from a rose Like, a dove caught in a storm Tonight He is in, the Lord's arms The wind, it blew
has grown callous You're in a storm and lost your way Won't you fly to heaven and be saved today? Blackbird, now you're broken your wing You try to
Here goes nothing Read all about it In the front page news Dragonfly makes a crown of thorns For a savior yet to come Still alive but his wings are
again Your mother's blue And your father too It's in the family So where does that leave you? Your eyes are open Your hands are bruised Your wings
I dont know where to begin, but something strange is happening. I do it this way, from the first to the seventh day, Stay on target like an X-Wing flexing
path be smooth or rugged If with thorns or roses strewn Where I go the father seeith And he will leave me not alone If I take the wings of morning Far
stare at all these deaths Which were once full of life, Which were once life itself... The birds under the sky have fallen in the dark, Their wings
So it was late that thursday night you were coming around His words a thorn in your flesh, your head a merry-go-round We were talking side by side about
Eden falls Mercy for life I hear their calls Stood and watched them die Heaven crawls Wings burn on high Beauty falls Beg unto me why? Fold thy raven, raven wings
you feel like A prisoner nailed to stones There's black heaven and red sun over my head... Horizon is gray in the garden of thorns In this nameless
... Tears of blood feeding my hate To that place of pain, that once was my fate. For my Desire I cry... your Desire... I cry for my Desire... Thorns
On The Wings Of The Black Rain [music: Cozzi, lyrics: Blachier] it rains in my soul someday it rains on my soul it rains I feel the shadows overwhelming
're an accident called human beings, Don't be angry for loving the baby or say it's unreal. So many lies turn to songs, like roses who hide in their thorns
Someone tell me why Would an angel Pull the feathers from her wings Pluck the feathers from her wings Did she soar too high Lost all control When altitude
So who's gonna be my next door savior Step up to your neighbor and do me a favor Take off the mask let it all collapse Empty the pack and watch your wings
thorns In the shadow of the bloodstained cross Christ has risen... with horns! ICHTUS! Iniquitys mystery revealed! Iesous Christos Theou Uios Soter Where there was thorns