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Boltz Ray lyrics

Watch The Lamb

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Walking on the road to Jerusalem, The time had come to sacrifice again, My two small sons, They walk beside me on the road, The reason that they came was to watch the lamb. Daddy, daddy, What will we see there, There's so much that we don't understand, So I told them of Moses and father Abraham, Then I said dear children watch the lamb, There will be so many in Jerusalem today, We must be sure the lamb doesn't run away, And I told them of Moses and father Abraham, Then I said dear children watch the lamb. When we reached the city, I knew something must be wrong, There were no joyful worshipers, No joyful worship songs, I stood there with my children in the midst of angry men, Then I heard the crowd cry out Crucify Him. We tried to leave the city but we could not get away, Forced to play in this drama a part I did not wish to play, Why upon this day were men condemned to die, Why were we standing here, Where soon they would pass by. I looked and said, even now they come, The first one cried for mercy, The people gave him none, The second one was violent, He was arrogant and loud, I still here his angry voice screaming at the crowd, Then someone said there's Jesus, I scarce believed my eyes, A man so badly beaten, He barely looked alive, Blood poured from His body, From the thorns upon His brow, Running down the cross, Falling to the ground. I watched Him as He struggled, I watched Him as He fell, The cross came down upon His back, The crowd began to yell, In that moment I felt such agony, In that moment I felt such loss, Till a Roman soldier grabbed my arm and screamed, you, carry His cross. At first I tried to resist him, Then his hand reached for his sword, So I knelt and took the cross from the Lord, I placed it on my shoulder, And started down the street, The blood that he'd been shedding was running down my cheek. They led us to Golgotha, They drove nails deep in His feet and hands, Yet upon the cross I heard Him pray Father, forgive them. Oh, never have I seen such love in any other eyes, Into thy hands I commit my spirit He prayed and then He died, I stood for what seemed like years, I'd lost all sense of time until I felt two tiny hands holding tight to mine, The children stood there weeping, I heard the oldest say, Father please forgive us, the lamb ran away. Daddy, daddy, What have we seen here, There's so much that we don't understand, So I took them in my arms, And we turned and faced the cross, Then I said dear children watch the lamb.

Die For You

NELLY "Suit"
You, dontcha know i'd die for ya I'd lay down my life for ya (i would, die for) You, dontcha know i'd die for ya I'd lay down my life for ya (i would, die for, you) I remember feburary 27 1994 Tryin to make it to the hospital through 3 inches of snow Somethings goin wrong i can tell but i dont know I got this feelin in my gut this aint how i supposed 2 go 3 pounds 2 ounces and 2 months premature To the incubator is she gon make it they aint sure Automatically i placed the blame on my health Hell im a father mayne, i placed the blame on myself Was it somethin that i smoked, did i eat or did i drink it Or was it somethin i was doin that i did or did i think it Watchin her breathe through her holes in her nose Whats this ckg machine, wats this shit on her toes This 94 im 85 so im spooked as can be Im prayin and im askin why he do this to me See, i used to hold you in the palm of my hand And jus to see you pull through, shit i knew you'd pull through You, dontcha know i'd die for ya I'd lay down my life for ya (i would, die for) You, dontcha know i'd die for ya I'd lay down my life for ya (i would, die for, you) March the 2nd, 1999 The yurrr and the date i got my little mine I guess i felt how my father felt and his father felt And his father must have felt to see hiself Its like a lil me in the flesh He got my blood and my heart in his chest Needless to say man i love him to death Teach him if he disrespect me im'a love him to death Left to go outa town right after he was born Got a record deal 3 months later, daddy was gone Its like im tryin to raise him over the phone He barely kno my face when he see it but he know my tone Im up at night like do he know who his daddy is Im real close to sayin fuck the showbiz But when i hurr him call his daddy na And when i hurr him tell his friends i wanna be jus like my daddy na Hope he forgive me for the sacrifice So he can have a better life, than i had You, dontcha know i'd die for ya I'd lay down my life for ya (i would, die for) You, dontcha know i'd die for ya I'd lay down my life for ya (i would, die for) You, dontcha know i'd die for ya I'd lay down my life for ya (i would, die for) You, dontcha know i'd die for ya I'd lay down my life for ya (i would, die for, you)

Split Wide Open

CANNIBAL CORPSE "Tomb Of The Mutilated"
Melting thoughts of disintegration Hitting deep her insistance to mutilate her newborn infants After giving birth her mind wasn't the same Slowly slipping away, a state of mental decay Family now complete Father watches on As mother dismembers her newborn son Dissecting the specimen, split I will explore, the body wide open Uncover carnage within, split wide open Virgin, untouched skin Releasing her rage That dwells inside tainted blood rushes through veins her body chemically changed Love was erased, on the edge of a butcher's knife The kitchen becomes a makeshift slaughterhouse every nine months she butchers one more child Reminders of the deceased, scattered through the home bones and skulls of sons and daughters Genitals ferment In jars inside the cupboards for father to dissect No one will discover the murder they commit Children used like laboratory rats Sickening vulgar experiments She sees what others can't Probing the guts of her fetus Advocation of the pain Mutilating, draining veins Witness the horror offering to themselves Continuing murdering their own kind Never deny this fantasy life, they enjoy Addiction to this heightened state Post-birth psychosis disjointing her own children form the life they'll never live A massacre within her soul Struggling for control

Stabbed In The Throat

CANNIBAL CORPSE
Melting thoughts of disintegration Hitting deep her insistance to mutilate her newborn infants After giving birth her mind wasn't the same Slowly slipping away, a state of mental decay Family now complete Father watches on As mother dismembers her newborn son Dissecting the specimen, split I will explore, the body wide open Uncover carnage within, split wide open Virgin, untouched skin Releasing her rage That dwells inside tainted blood rushes through veins her body chemically changed Love was erased, on the edge of a butcher's knife The kitchen becomes a makeshift slaughterhouse every nine months she butchers one more child Reminders of the deceased, scattered through the home bones and skulls of sons and daughters Genitals ferment In jars inside the cupboards for father to dissect No one will discover the murder they commit Children used like laboratory rats Sickening vulgar experiments She sees what others can't Probing the guts of her fetus Advocation of the pain Mutilating, draining veins Witness the horror offering to themselves Continuing murdering their own kind Never deny this fantasy life, they enjoy Addiction to this heightened state Post-birth psychosis disjointing her own children form the life they'll never live A massacre within her soul Struggling for control

Someone To Watch Over Me

FRANK SINATRA "Classic Sinatra"
Writer(s): Gershwin/Gershwin There's a saying old says that love is blind Still we're often told, Seek and ye shall find So I'm going to seek a certain lad I've had in mind Looking everywhere, haven't found him yet He's the big affair I cannot forget Only man I ever think of with regret I'd like to add his initial to my monogram Tell me, where is the shepherd for this lost lamb? There's a somebody I'm longing to see I hope that he turns out to be Someone who'll watch over me I'm a little lamb who's lost in the wood I know I could always be good TO ONE who'll watch over me Although he may not be the man some girls think of as handsome To my heart he carries the key Won't you tell him please to put on some speed Follow my lead, oh, how I need Someone to watch over me

Someone To Watch Over Me

George Gershwin "Gershwin Jazz 'Round Midnight"
There's a saying old says that love is blind Still we're often told seek and ye shall find So I'm going to seek a certain girl/lad I've had in mind Looking everywhere, haven't found her yet She's the big affair I cannot forget Only girl/man I ever think of will regret I'd like to add her/him initials to my monogram Tell me where's the shepherd for this lost lamb There's a somebody I'm longing to see I hope that she/he turns out to be Someone to watch over me I'm a little lamb who's lost in a wood I know I could always be good To one who'll watch over me Although I/he may not be the man some girls think of As handsome to my heart She/he carries the key Won't you tell her/him please to put on some speed Follow my lead, oh how I need Someone to watch over me Someone to watch over me

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