ho ho The wind blows free Oh for the life on the rolling sea One day as I was a-trimmin' the glim Humming a tune from the evening hymn A voice from the
And I see them on every street corner They are holding out one righteous hand While the other leads the marching band In the shadow hymn of the scratch
So may you come now, my Dead Romantic Angel serenade Kyrahnean Hymns to me Hold me in your arms cover me with elder flowers and take me down to my beloved sea
now loud and clear Bloodhymns as life disappears As I stand by the sea of blood And bodies raped by silence I hear the souls, the immortal ones Sing a hymn
at every turn Delirious the spirits burn Consuming mind and thought torn raw Deafened by abysmal roar Little sister's razor blades Tear holes across your faith Deafening hymn
was yelling out and stumbling and foundring like a man in fire or lime through the misty panes and thick green light as under a green sea, i saw him
swamp; the silence is treacle thick And calls us to prayer: paint God with your blood And fill haunted women with knives and kites And gauges and valves and make them weep long hymns
Eternally sounds the mighty waves A Triton's hymn round a rock strewn grave The passing sigh for the bones that moulder Over the Nordic Black Sea, where
? What's the news? O my bold Shelmalier, With your long-barrelled gun, of the sea? Say, what wind from the sun blows his messenger here With a hymn
the chosen of an eternal kingdom Revelling in our heresy We are the conquerors, spurned by the northwinds Our trumpets wailing sounds of doom Our sea
the piper if you plan to go inside my covenant Better come in two's, matta fact come a crew to get you back Executives, we wet you wit the hymns that
me, love has set my soul free. Is a man and a woman stand alone in the night; Here is reason to be like sun on the sea.
radio Flags and banners Armageddon on the late night show And like my father before We've got love on the barricades Sweethearts who miss Battle hymns
feels Eternal strength inside For she's the queen of queens In a blissful serenade And with all her faith She's far from danger now In a sea of dreaming
revived sea-waves wake up and dance this endless ball of death and life, cover everything with their miracle sparkle, springing up creatures in this natural flip. Hymns
news? What's the news? O my bold Shelmalier, With your long-barrelled gun, of the sea? Say, what wind from the sun blows his messenger here With a hymn
If the sky should fall into the sea And the stars fade all around me For the times that we have known I will sing a hymn to love We have lived and dreamed
submarine numbers On the main street of the sea The Vicar is thicker And I just can't see through to him For his cardinal sings a collection of hymns