we listen Why should we listen to the Blind leading the blind Closing their minds Leaving us over the edge Blind leading the blind Closing their minds Leading
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of all time Another fool in time You say that You will follow the Lord But when He comes You won't be heard No no way Talk about the blind leading the blind
bitch-heart [in] Castlevania. Slayin ya'- we blaze all men And storm through Allah battlefield with suede Timbs The ra-ven {raven screech} who made men eyeless Blinds
terrible fate Blind and numb they hail their leader One sheep is leading the rest to their doom Blind and numb they hail their leader One sheep is leading
that we sent, he never lost a case for a female client yet. And a sweet little puss like yours, let's just say what a blindness you got. [Roxie Hart
land To an ancient tree where mistletoe grew He cut off a piece and Returned to the plain Where gods were still enjoying their game Loki saw Hodur the Blind
[Lyrics by Ragnar Vikse] [Music by Gerhard Storesund] I have seen through raven's eyes Blood spilt on dwarves-made steel Young men, old men, ready to
In the moonlight I hear screams of pain from a thousand years ago Raven spread your wings, lead the spirits to their home Raven spread your wings, lead
of the golden sun To the gloomy shadow of the moon The wind still whispers While I'm standing here by myself I'm waiting for a sign that could lead me
Guardian, Guardian, Guardian of the Blind [4x] Have you forgotten him [lead Andre] Far from the land where the sun is born down in the wood "Caladon"
s indeed a corpse, and we are merely maggots Dead on arrival is our only course, and if the toe fits, tag it Sycophants, we're writhing blind, feeding
Capulets Rooming generations and nations are goin' at it I'm on the frontlines of these perilous times Confusion blinds the minds of world leaders we
bitch-heart [in] Castlevania. Slayin ya'- we blaze all men And storm through Allah battlefield with suede Timbs The ra-ven (raven screech) who made men eyeless Blinds
of the golden sun To the gloomy shadow of the moon The wind still whispers While I'm standing here by myself I'm waiting for a sign that could lead
the moonlight I hear screams of pain from a thousand years ago Raven spread your wings, lead the spirits to their home Raven spread your wings, lead
the industry to whispering the name History became a mystery Cause listeners in the game Wish to sing the same Which cerebral glitch will lead to lane
