Among the living, among the living, among the living Because you know it makes you cry 'Cause you can see what's passed you by Because you feel you can't decide Among
翻訳: ソーンズ、. 生活の中で.
pain With one Judas kiss You're screaming my name [Chorus:] Wastin' your life away (Baby) It's a crown of thorns You wear Crown of thorns ...My, my...
pain With one Judas kiss You're screaming my name [Chorus:] Wastin' your life away (Baby) It's a crown of thorns You wear Crown of thorns ...My, my
home nightly visions of heaven I dance to footsteps up and down the alleyway walk to nowhere, hide behind and hour glass talk to you and hide amongst
Living like a dog, among a swine, among a trough full of slime I want to puke on all the times they pissed me off, don't give a slam about a thing, they
Boy you're out on a line... She's a queen among women, a child among queens the finest thing that your lovesick eyes have ever seen She's a rose without a thorn
' mother drank a pint of beer, me grief and tears to smother, then off to reap the corn, leave where I was born, cut a stout black thorn to banish ghost
There's no one great among us We're nothing on our own We make mistakes and often slip Just common flesh and bone Someday I'll prove just what I say I
We are the roses in the garden Beauty with thorns among our leaves To pick a rose you ask your hands to bleed What is the reason for having roses When
.f.o. A time thief In mechanical conversation Flashing beaming winking gleaming At the gaping sky. Throbbing with generation Yet stalling your car Burning all circuits Among
, sealed in blood and thorns. Silent steps on haunted ground. Dread still breathes sharp, like soaring whispers. Breathing in sorrow, here, among
again as my shadow spreads its eerie gaters and transcend my revenge listen, listen to this prelude to your infernal journey touch the thorns of my
are you so far? Believe me, look my eyes, feel me We shall continue forever, together into a cursed land here love is like, the flower, among the thorns
15, John 8:2-11 Acts 8:26-39, Acts 9:1-6 Well, he was out on a limb - he was sitting in the shade He'd led a hundred men - and lived alone among the graves
(x2) I am a Rose A lily among thorns You have taken me I am faint with love Strengthen me, refresh me I am faint with love Your left arm is under my
grow. And all these people beneath my shoes, I wonder if they know. There was a time when every last one, Knew a clergy's chosen man. Where are they now? Thistles and thorns, Among
this crucifix disguise See when the canvas stands before me I'm compelled to spill a vision For the sinners that listen, I got three spikes and a thorned
