his lord to forgive him for the sins he never committed The fear of dying - the fear of the fires of hell The fear of living - the fear of endless tribulation
Yi pi yi ay, yi pi yi o The ghost riders in the sky An old cowpoke went ridin' out one dark and windy day Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his
die!!! He's the evil one Prowling through endless nights, to his victims, suffering, of his blade they can't hide. The moon is full, and the sky is dark
The Silence Of Frozen Forest The Ravencry Answered Him From The Top Of Grim Snowed Fir... The Winter Ural - The Grim Realm Of Endless Woods Is Crowned
Hidden inside him Music in the dark This conquering kindness To all in his quiver Burdened hard On the road By law all are wounded That you may know You
I walk alone, endless seas of souls around me His face it told of the mad existence, a silent story And just how they took him, they tore a free soul
There was you and me and then there was him Which leaves me out on a limb Out in the cold where the wild things grow Where no one sleeps 'cause no one
is near and the words of our prophet are ture. There are signs in the sky that the darkness is gone, there are tokens in endless array; while the storm
God who held me tight With trust in him my hope it died And truth was burnt into my eyes I never hoped, I never did I desired the endless sleep Never
flames in their rites as into the dark flamed forests raised their hands and summoned powerful cosmic forces I've deepened those endless forests & I'
there was a fatal crash one dark day and on the ground there he laid he wasn't just a victim, he was a friend of mine and now his life's at halt now
thought we were so invincible I want to change the way the story goes Why can't it have a happy ending? Driving down a dark road On an endless summer
An old cowpoke went ridin' out one dark and windy day, Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way When all at once a mighty herd of red eyed cows
my endless sleep" Ran in the water, heart full of fear There in the breakers, I saw him near Reached for my baby, held him to me Stole him away from
Herod say And then four squads of soldiers Came and carried him away Chained up between two watchmen Peter tried to sleep But beyond the walls an endless
hear Is this the final point of his life? The direction of his soul A painting in dark Where is he to go In this maze of confusion Will someone give him
An old cowpoke went riding out one dark and windy day Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way When all at once a mighty herd of red eyed cows
...my endless horizon. for it must bee that heaven will join us. » «oh angel, won´t you rescue him? It´s way to dark for him