and love are worth more than money and if this world blew up i'd finally get a decent night's sleep and every night i pray for sweet dreams and an h-
reign On the wicked God will reign and reign and reign Now the righteous man, he loves his brother And the wicked, wicked man, he still loves hate And
your fear and you were my fate I wanted you near but I bred your hate You left me for dead, deep down in the mud With scars on my head, in my heart and
unity Spanning the bridges from the top of the fence As we heal up the wounds and take care of each other There's more love in this nation than hate and
treehouse And memories are coming back again Now I stand here at their grave. I'm crying I've learned to forgive and to love I'm watching sunset's beautiful horizon
righteous Spirit. The Virgin of the Flesh. ... And We do journey towards the Affirmation! But... Been purged by Hate for Aeons? The Love of My Flesh.
the measles And mumps and 'flu. How I wish I had a gun A widdle gun It would be fun to shoot the other two And be only one. Fred : Mrs Whipple Poofer loves
forget it with a smile *Nothing Personal I can love you I can hate you But I got to let you go Find a new direction I can love you I can hate you and
Ephedrine, looking for downers and coke Like a sun that just wouldn't set out on the horizon Singing and dancing to them night time songs I took a train and
and seas Standing at the gate Almighty galaxy Preacher of a misanthropic sect Blue, black, grey unity... Ah... Journey upon invinsible horizon Open a window and
in, you're born with but still searching for it in your head is the promised land Converting doubt and hate into love and faith The quest is never-
Yeah... In a world of hate pollution we can't breathe anymore. We've to leave and this time you, the pawn, have won. On our quest for nowhere island
and boots Blue-printin who we hittin, and we need to shoot No description, all though it was dark, an Egyptain And didn't have no love, but a grudge against
the meaning and break apart the puzzles Why they love you when I hate you when they hate the way I love you, solar WELL ITS MIDNIGHT AND ITS COLDER PULL
... This, is for you...Love Is Love... 9-8.... Firm shit.... {Nina Simone sample: "Black is the colorrrrr... of my true love's hair... my true love's hair... of my truuuuuuuuuue love
is come! The Krakhon folk I've come to love Near to my soul, they are We hate and burn as one We burn our hate as one In ugliness I've found my core