
Him - Face Of God
Tekst :
Face of Godm drained but aching for more
And the devil inside is reading
The words of the saddest poem
To be engraved on the stone of my grave
Id kill to share your pain (and carry the shame)
And sell my soul for you just to say:
I dream what you re dreaming
I feel what you re feeling
Love s our shadow on the wall
With the Face of God
Your dream what I m Dreaming
And See what I m seeing
Love s our shadow on the wall
With the Face of God
Nothing will be enough for the ones
Who keep on stumbling in the garden
of withering trust about to converge
to leave
apperently they were printed in some mag.
Inne utwory
Losowe utwory
Waiting on a train
It s time that I was leavin
Shoulda left here long ago
You d rather see me sorry
Than knowin what I know
I wish it was asleep instead
Of hangin here up above my head
I m cryin
In the winter time goin
Pull...
Shoulda left here long ago
You d rather see me sorry
Than knowin what I know
I wish it was asleep instead
Of hangin here up above my head
I m cryin
In the winter time goin
Pull...
Holy man
Called to Madonna
To give me a line
She said
Boy what have you done?
Passing your time
With the Holy Man
Talking of the moon and sun
But I can t tell the difference between the fool and wise
Show me a river to follow
A world from
All these lies
I ve been on my own so long
Won t...
To give me a line
She said
Boy what have you done?
Passing your time
With the Holy Man
Talking of the moon and sun
But I can t tell the difference between the fool and wise
Show me a river to follow
A world from
All these lies
I ve been on my own so long
Won t...
Salamati
1 2 3
4 5 6 Hame haalaa
Haal konid baaham hastim
das bezanid emshab mastim
Emshab az oon shabaa hastesh
Saaghi yek peyk bede mastesh
Garmesh kon to emshab saaghi baahamim ×3 ...
4 5 6 Hame haalaa
Haal konid baaham hastim
das bezanid emshab mastim
Emshab az oon shabaa hastesh
Saaghi yek peyk bede mastesh
Garmesh kon to emshab saaghi baahamim ×3 ...
Your call
Waiting for your call, I m sick, call I m angry
call I m desperate for your voice
I m listening to the song we used to sing
In the car, do you remember
Butterfly, Early Summer
It s playing on repeat, Just like when we would meet(like when we would meet)
Cause I was born...
call I m desperate for your voice
I m listening to the song we used to sing
In the car, do you remember
Butterfly, Early Summer
It s playing on repeat, Just like when we would meet(like when we would meet)
Cause I was born...
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