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You are the man Always the man There'll be no darkness tonight Baby, our love will shine (Light in your love) We've had our share of bad times But now
The pain is something that you can't ignore You're always wondering What the hurt is for Your heart feels something That it can't explain You yearn for
Coming live in direct from Abu Dhabi Recorded in Emirate's palace I bring to you the Fear of God Noah on the boards. Steven Victor on the camera Virgil
There's a voice on the phone Telling what had happened Some kind of confusion More like a disaster And it wondered how You were left unaffected But you
I met you through a common friend in the attic of my parents house and though I didn't know it then I soon was finding out you are the roots that sleep
Clearing skies and drying eyes Now I see your smile Darkness goes and softness shows A changing style Just in time words that rhyme Well bless your soul
I'm just a man I'm just a man I'm just a man Scared of love When they asked me why I don't like love Or why I don't have a lady Maybe it's because I
New York's alright New York's alright New York's alright If you like saxophones New York's alright If you wanna get pushed In front of the subway New
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Let go of the fear Let go of the fear Let go of the fear Let go of the fear Let go of the fear Let go of the fear Your covenant to thoughts could bide
And the end begins Slaughter Time of humans end Terminated Enter bowls of hell Curl up and die Cowarding Controlled You are nothing You will fear thee
I'll kill all the haters They'll never stop their deaths We'll bread and burn and murder Each of you to the last Return to make it final One bullet to
Severed head, eyes gouged out Knife jammed in your ass, shotgun in your mouth A thousand ways to kill and I'd like to try them out A rope around your
Well, it don't scare me none, I've been there before, Sideswiped an old Oak tree In a rusted-out old Ford. Shot at guys who were shootin' back In the
Fare thee well Trade in all our words for tea and sympathy Wonder why we tried, for things that could never be Play our heart's lament, like an unrehearsed
Light of, the world are you still here? And are we illuminating? When love becomes, a delicate display So weak, dissolved, by anything Love lies here