march of the army The dragging of the boots The laying and the waiting Until someone starts to shoot Where is there this silence, then? This everlasting peace
Voice: The rhythm is both the songs manicle and it's demanicle charge... The rhythm (20x), I'm Everlast born to be a caucassion but it makes no difference
Hark! The herald angels sing Glory to the newborn King Peace on earth and mercy mild God and sinners reconciled Joyful all ye nations rise Join the triumph
Peace Hail the Sun of Righteousness Light and life to all He brings Ris'n healing in His wings Christ the highest Heaven adored Christ the everlasting
Hark! The herald the angels sing Glory to the new born king Peace on earth and mercy mild God and sinners reconciled Joyful, all ye nations rise Join
god, lamb of god Lamb of god, lamb of god You who take away the sins of the world Grant them peace Grant them peace Peace everlasting, everlasting
hills and mountains On a cold December night just like this For they knew what was going to happen Mary would give birth to the Prince of Peace, our
little town of Bethlehem How still we see Thee lie Above Thy deep and dreamless sleep The silent stars go by Yet in Thy dark streets shineth The everlasting
little town of Bethlehem How still we see thee lie Above thy deep and dreamless sleep The silent stars go by Yet in thy dark streets shineth The everlasting
There's a place of quiet stillness 'tween the light and shadows reach Where the hurting and the hopeless seek everlasting peace Words of men and songs
significance What was once, since reduced to remembrance And the generations passed without recompense, oh What pretension! Everlasting peace Everything must cease What pretension! Everlasting peace
go In the end you may find there's no guiding subtle light No ancestors or friends, no judge of wrong or right Just eternal silence and dormancy And a final everlasting peace
little town of bethlehem, how still we see thee lie Above thy deep and dreamless sleep the silent stars go by Yet in they dark streets shineth, the everlasting
Your mother, you fuckin faggot La da da, da da da, da da (repeated) Aiyo, this next song is dedicated to the memory of Erik Shrody Rest in peace,
little town of Bethlehem How still we see thee lie Above thy deep and dreamless sleep The silent stars go by Yet in thy dark street Shineth the everlasting
