, alteration in direction Won't someone come with me for a while, for a while, yes, yes I'm lost What is the secret of this tie that binds Two souls in communion
read the clouds, i understand then the madness overwhelmed (i lost control) it was cut out for each stain upon my soul all who died (and everything is alive) communion
measure Beacon of compassion, shining through the spectrum of life Day is born, night is gone One in all, all is one Communion with the sun Ra, ruler
This is the Body and this is the Blood Broken and poured out for all of us And in this communion we share in His love This is the Body and this is the
Verse 1: All as one in space We're part of the same All as one we wait You wore out your stay Last call It's late So long As we all come together as
I sold my soul so long ago and now I?m alone here In the palace of madness and sadness and bone And she said to the ghosts in her head I will find the
Antiquated' My flux is like somatic stimulation As macro-electrolytes converge Eternal recurrence My mentals merge; its cyclical But it revamps its own thesis, Reaching The premium blend in the communion
crime Our time has come For some do shun Communion We'll find a place for We'll find a place We'll find a place for Communion
Our time has come For some do shun Communion We'll find a place for We'll find a place We'll find a place for Communion
communion (luke 22:15-30) (t. mccloud) i've this sinking feeling i'm before Your throne and these songs i have been singing well they're empty in
I cared If I found eternal life And I refused to share No more playing along The truth can't be hid for long And I'm not gonna hide it anymore Leave me out of your communion
I lay to rest oh though it seems Can I explain uncertain dreams Disillusioned of my certainty What appears and takes over me I pray that I'm alive They
Lux aeterna luceat eis, Domine: Cum Sanctis tuis in aeternum, Qui pius es, requiem aeternam dona eis, Domine: et lux perpetua luceat eis. Cum Sanctis
[Lyrics by RMS Hreidmarr] His excess of light is searching for your darkness He is the tyrant There's one only law for him ...to be pure He comes from
[Music-Hubbard, Orne/Lyrics-Hubbard] Alter of dawn, bury me in light Crimson eclipse, blood and body ignite Lysergic communion, thy cup runneth over
communion let's go to my place Sacred stories are told They're passed on like pieces of gold So make your conclusions, consider your fate And for communion
Let's skirt the issue Of discipline Let's start an illusion With hand and pen Read the words And start again Accept the gift of sin The gift of Pleasure
The ceremony cradles my head in trance I brush dust from my teeth Fleeing hands and spiders plead for salvation They wash the clawed feet of a priest
