so fragile, the ties are so true Lying in the nettles where the blossoms once grew So now you're asking what is this mystery And all these questions, ancient history
译文: 教会. 古代史.
hour of restoration is now upon us We measure the time all history to the present the Magna carta Trust of the ancient living. City of london have all
In peaceful silence she lies there and sleeps Dreaming of secrets concealed in the deeps Ohh, of our long forgotten history Those who are devoted to her
he wishes that he had As he sees that this old lonely man Could be they the only hope they have The Carnival has been here many times Its history is
heart Underworld, where the evil side hides in the dark Churches built on holy spots, it's energy to ban Exposing truth, who is the church? Blackest
1] I was granted an audience in the devils base I sat by his throne and we talked for days he told me bout his ancient battles with arch angels He told
history. Those who are devoted to her know that she keeps In her pure soul the key To our identity. I will guard your ancient dreams Protect my
blackest heart Underworld, where the evil side hides in the dark Churches built on holy spots its energy to ban Exposing truth, who's the church? blackest
the blackest heart Underworld, where the evil side hides in the dark Churches built on holy spots its energy to ban Exposing truth, who's the church?
like yourself Can go about on public occasions, wearing aprons and sashes and Shaking hands with total strangers Just, what is Masonry, Kipling? Oh, It's an ancient
A waste of breath, a waste of energy Remember the church and for which it stands Lies to suppress what parades on it's lands History and knowledge have
