on more than one occasion We're sure to come and blaze one When it's heavy, hit the hay at home, my horizontal haven It's that Echo Through Eternity that
[Lyrics & Music: Vicious Rumors] Axe and smash eternal thrills Love the ladies on the hill Late at night when the wind is cold Gives us power warms our
could laugh again while the corpse was burning high and they strewed away his ashes in the wind and they carved a sign on the castleA's walls for eternity
turn into the bluest frost Mountains of ice rises above a dead and a frozen ground The ravens return to the hills And the Millennium black bells of eternal
guy It's the guilt of what reality has given me Making sense of all mistakes and my stupidity And when you're sick you seem to think You've failed eternally
could buy crispy cream You could be educated and still be a thug You can say no to drugs and still have fun in the club You can be a movie star eternity
red, The North and the South, East and West, have sworn allegiance to the armies Of Death Burning rivers, dried-up oceans, desert lakes, and wasted plains Crumbling hills
these hills in a long black veil She visits my grave when the night winds wail Nobody knows nobody sees nobody knows but me The scaffold was high and eternity
..time stops for a while.. ..water runs still.. ..the river goes up the hill, up the hill.. Sometimes I fell like a waterfall, like a waterfall Sometimes
getting higher Wafted up by fame's fickle fire 'til the Chalk hills and children Anchor my feet Chalk hills and children Bringing me back to earth Eternally
Don't let the situation get to you This is not a hill worth dying on Do't let these circumstances tear your heart in two Soon enough this chapter will
cross The final cry from God's Faultless wounded Son brought freedom The sins are crucified, restoration is given And the veil is lifted off He turn his eyes to the hill
I've got drow from my shoulders all down to my Achilles' I don't need money forever, he'll self eternal inheritance Spiritual rags ta' riches like Beverly Hill
by trade You'll know Him by the works he made No towers of stone, nor works of steel But a wooden cross on a wind swept hill Jesus built a bridge to
rain on a roof of tin Her words of love call out to him Fiddle Break: 5 5 1 1 1 1 Verse 2: In the chill of the night through falling snow Two hearts run wild nowhere to go Crossing hills
came far across the starry sea, From foreverland to eternity. Rushed, rushed, rushed to the hill. There they would engrave the oracle up on the hill that
Wondering what I will find So many years on my own No place I can call home A dome upon the hill - stare What can that building be - sound I hear a
eyes Wandering aimless through time Wondering what I will find So many years on my own No place I can call home A dome upon the hill - stare What can