We are not the sons of God
We are not His
You lead me on a path
Keep showing me the way
I
Are you a man of peace
Or a man of holy
There are secrets that you keep
There are secrets that you
Hold a halo 'round the world, golden is the day
Princes
Tell you a thing that you ought to know
Two minutes
In the gloom, the gathering storm abates
In the ships gimlet,
The keys to death and Hell
The ailing kingdom doomed to
Let me tell you about my life
Let me tell you
It's the same in every country
When you say you're leaving
Left
Lying awake at night I wipe the sweat from my
Covered in sinners and dripping with gilt
Making you money from
Honey, it?s getting close to midnight
And all the myths are
Can I play with madness?
Give me the sense to wonder
To
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