Humanity devours itself alive. Forced march down this path of sorrow to an end that doesn't justify. Hands chained, running driven upon those that fall
Let me go, boys, let me go Push my boat from the highest cliff to the sea below Rocks are waiting, boys, rocks await Swoop down from the sky and catch
Wonderful Savior, my heart belongs to Thee I will remember always the blood You shed for me Wonderful Savior, my heart will know Your worth So I will
a glock that will shock and bring the rest Tucked underneath my Mitchell and Ness I, travelin', handlin' with a forty-five cannon It's tucked in my Marc
Duet with tommy page Music by kim bullard/amy sky/marc jordan Lyrics by dave taggart Verse 1 Male: I picked a rose among these ancient walls A garden
Dalc'homp d'hon Imram war lestr an Douar 'Vit pell 'maomp ni aman marse 'walc'h 0 veajin en Hollved a-gevret Leun eo 'r c'harr-nij, gwelloc'h n'em glevet
Wonderful Savior My heart belongs to Thee I will remember always The blood You shed for me Wonderful Savior My heart will know Your worth So I will embrace
"Well met, well met" said an old true love, "well met, well met" said he, "I have just returned from the salt salt sea, and all for the love of thee."
a glock that will shock and bring the rest tucked underneath my Michelin S I, travellin, handlin with a forty-five cannon It's tucked in my Marc Buchanan
By Marc Jordan & John Capek The light is bending early Around the prodigal The gunner whispers gently His shadow on the wall The crowd is bursting from
Music by Jay Graydon & Richard Page Lyrics by Marc Jordan Darkness lights the lamps of old Brazil Deep inside the jungle hearts are still Tigers hide
By Marc Jordan & John Capek Before the jungle closes in A letter to America The candles are a cocoa hue Inside the room of missing men1 100 mercenary
By Marc Jordan & John Capek Mama said he'd be a failure Live down on the Bowery somewhere, yeah Libacious schoolboy with that Slicked back hair Playing
Music by Gerald O'Brien, Cheryl Bentyne & Marc Jordan Lyrics by Cheryl Bentyne & Marc Jordan Scarecrow, weathered and weary Fragile and old beyond his
Beatlefield ein Team." Ich sagte :"Eid!" Ich wusste es gab nen Preise zu bezahln'. Sagte meiner Mama bye verlie? die hei?geliebte Stadt. In Berlin. War ich wie Jordans
all recruitin a slimmyAll I want is my liver all polluted with RemiDuel with any, bring it, I face-offSon you out your league like Jordan was with baseball
