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Laibach lyrics

One After 909

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(Slovenian) Mi vsi smo krizani, clani izbrani mesarskega ceha, compagna dei maccella: eja, eja, alala! Ne razpihumjo ognja iz ust zivali, bojmo se zanamcev, skrivajmo svoje namene: eja, eja, alala! Izostrimo cute, eja, eja, veter zge med zitom, eja, eja, nase meso disi po ozganem: eja, eja, alala! Namenili smo si Veliko Strast: KDO DVOMI O STRASNI MOCI TEH ROGOV! (English) We are all crucified, chosen members of the butcher's guild, compagna dei maccella: eja, eja, alala! Let's not blow the fire from the mouth of the beast, let's fear the progeny, hide our intentions: eja, eja, alala! Let's sharpen our senses, eja, eja, the wind is burning in the wheat, eja, eja, our flesh smells scorched: eja, eja, alala! We destined the Great Lust for ourselves: WHO DOUBTS THE TERRIBLE POWER OF THESE HORNS!

The Core

by Eric Clapton and Marcy Levy Every morning when I wake, a feeling soon begins to overtake me. Ringing in my ears resounds through my brain; it finally surrounds me. There is fire, there is life, there is passion, fever and fury. There is love and there is hate, there is longing, anger and worry. Oh, I am a flame; feel it touch my heart. And down at my core is the hottest part. I can run without fear. If it should become too cold, I know I can endure the frostbite. Oh, a blanket then I'll wrap around me; I keep myself so close to my sight. No one then can cause me harm, just as the river runs into the sea. 'Cause every day, a fire alarm is deafening the silence all around me. Chorus It is burning. It is burning. You can trust me; we can laugh. Together we can share our sorrow. I will give you secrets too, an attitude that you may borrow. Gypsy woman said to me, One thing you must bear in your mind: You are young and you are free, but damned if you're deceased in your own lifetime. Oh, you have a flame; feel it in your heart. And down at the core is the hottest part. We can run without fear. It is burning. It is burning.

Spirit Of The Living God

AUDREY ASSAD "Fortunate Fall"
O Spirit of the living God, thou Light and Fire Divine Descend upon Thy Church once more and make it truly Thine Fill it with love and joy and power, with righteousness and peace Till Christ shall dwell in human hearts, and sin and sorrow cease. Blow, wind of God, with wisdom blow until our minds are free From mists of error, clouds of doubt, which blind our eyes to Thee Burn, winged fire, inspire our lips with flaming love and zeal To preach to all Thy great good news, God's glorious commonweal. So shall we know the the power of Christ, who came this world to save So shall we rise with Him to life which soars beyond the grave And earth shall win true holiness which makes Thy children whole Till, perfected by Thee, we reach creation's glorious goal

The Heritage

Innocent games of unwritten spells as a child, animals are companions and mentors, and the moon my night side mother. No one understood them, few comprehend now! She awoke with eyes of fire to a world demented by spinners feeling, smelling, tasting all before her made her live. Growing, walking, talking, power taking form, ignoring all beneath her refusing to conform. My innocence was a time of feeling pleasure in the rain. I learned from all creatures of instinct the magic within joy and pain. Now she swims to the watery depths of darkness unreachable by most. Forever mocked by an angry mob like parasites on a new host, for the one who strives to reveal all aspects of life is hated, hunted, by those who fear themselves. By the time I was one with the moon and tide, I was detested for not having banished my pride. Being strong in my age of circle and seas I raged against all on bended knees! Her fall is one of beauty revealing colors undistributed by a storming sky. With skill and patience learnt from Crane she drips blood of her veins to bind what she claims, power beyond wisdom, faces without names. My chance for smoke and mystery so close to earth am I. My time is matched by wisdom and I am not afraid to die. The crisp clean winds of the old man have come for her at last. He loves her with his mighty heart and plans to take her fast. Most run from old man winter for fear of growing cold. So set in the reality that they have bought and sold, not this grand lady she flies away with a smile. You can hear her singing beyond a year and past a mile. My time has filled the circle. The Sun's inside the moon. My essence is free to breath, as my body decays in a tomb. Spring, fire. Summer, water. Autumn, Earth. Winter, Air. Daughter, killer. Mother, blood. Wolf, salmon, deer, fox. Pauper's princess. Christ's desire, Live, Evil! Hail whole woman! Hail Satanic Witch!

He Is

Aaron Jeoffrey "Aaron Jeoffrey"
In Genesis, He's the breath of life. In Exodus, the passover lamb. In Leviticus, He's our high priest. Numbers, fire by night. Deuteronomy, He's Moses voice. In Joshua, He is salvation's choice. Judges, lawgiver. In Ruth, the kinsmen redeemer. 1st and 2nd Samuel, our trusted prophet. In Kings and Chronicles, He's sovereign. Ezra, a true and faithful scribe. In Nehemiah, He's the rebuilder of broken walls and lives. In Esther He is Mordecai's courage. In Job the timeless redeemer. In Psalms He is our morning song. In Proverbs, wisdom's cry. Ecclesiastes the time and season. In the Song of Solomon, He is the lover's dream. He is, He is, He Is. In Isaiah, He's the prince of peace. Jeremiah, the weeping prophet. In Lamentations, the cry for Israel. Ezekiel, He's the call from sin. In Daniel, the stranger in the fire. In Hosea, He is forever faithful. In Joel, He is the Spirit's power. In Amos, the arms that carry us. In Obadiah, He's the Lord our Savior. In Jonah, He's the great missionary. In Micah, the promise of peace. In Nahum, He is our strength and our shield. In Habakkuk and Zephaniah, He's the leading for revival. In Haggai, He restores the lost heritage. In Zechariah, our fountain. In Malachi, He's the Son of Righteousness rising with healing in His wings. He is, He is, He is. In Matthew, Mark, Luke and John, He is God, man, Messiah. In the book of Acts, He is the fire from Heaven. In Romans, He's the Grace of God. In Corinthians, the power of love. In Galatians, He is freedom from the curse of sin. Ephesians, our glorious treasure. Philippians, the servant's heart. In Colossians, He's the Godhead Trinity. Thessalonians, our coming King. In Timothy, Titus, Philemon, He's our mediator and our faithful pastor. In Hebrews, the everlasting covenant. In James, the one who heals the sick. In 1st and 2nd Peter, He's our shepherd. In John and in Jude, He's the lover coming for His bride. In the Revelation, He is King of Kings and Lord of Lords. He is, He is, He is. The Prince of Peace, the Son of Man, the Lamb of God, the great I AM. He's the Alpha and Omega, our God and our Savior. He is Jesus Christ the Lord. and when time is no more. He is, He is.


AQUALUNG "Magnetic North"
I found the missing Puzzle piece but I don't know, I don't know where to begin. Do I have what What you need to Put it all back together again? The breath is in my mouth To blow this fire out. These shadows slowly climbing up the walls. Maybe we are Sundowning. Maybe we're just Sundowning. We torched another Golden morning. You only get, only get back what you can give. Oh, perhaps we need a Little time Little time to remember how to live, oh. With the rising of the moon The dying of the afternoon The evening takes us with it as it falls. The breath is in my mouth To blow this fire out. These shadows slowly climbing up the walls. Maybe we are Sundowning. Maybe we're just Sundowning. Maybe we are Sundowning. Not waving and not drowning. Just sundowning. As daylight drifts away And everything starts to fade And all our colors turn to black and white. The heart don't make a sound. Feet don't you touch the ground. Could this be just a tricking of the light? The breath is in my mouth To blow this fire out. But maybe I could wait another night. Cause maybe we're just Sundowning. Baby we are Sundowning. Darling we are Sundowning. Not waving and not drowning. Just sundowning. Just sundowning.

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