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Korsika

God in our likeness For nothing less than love Our Judge became our Savior To make a way for us The cross the crown The blood falling down The love that

Savior I come Quiet my soul remember Redemption's hill Where Your blood was spilled for my ransom Everything I once held dear I count it all as loss

Ride a Cock-horse to Banbury Cross, To see a fine lady up on a white horse, Rings on her fingers and bells on her toes, She shall have music wherever

He venido a decirte amor cuanto te quiero... Y por mas que trate De no pensar en ti No puedo... No... Y lloro,y sufro Tan solo por que tu no estas aqui

[Background voice] "We kill the faggots We kill the lesbians I said, God damnit, we kill 'em all!" We were taught to kneel and bow our heads Tried simply

Gloriole on your worm eaten head Foul air escapes your lying mouth Tyranny throughout the centuries of pain Blinded zombies followed into the decline

Your souls are nailed to the cross The blood still runs but the wounds will heal and leave scars of rememberance.

Eyes of perfect ivory Match the sweetest lengths of her neck I am but a stain to such holy fabrics Darwin's proposals bouncing back from colored glass

There's no one great among us We're nothing on our own We make mistakes and often slip Just common flesh and bone Someday I'll prove just what I say I