I...I'll See You In The End, My Friend I...I'll Be With You Again, In The End! Living With Jesus And All My Friends Together And Forever, In The End!
Vertaling: Heilige Soldier. In The End.
Jesus, watch how the majesty control it Don't let it go slow down hold on Now can I get a witness shout Hallelujah, Amen I'm feeling the Holy Ghost
lie awake I'll die for Allah In a holy war I'll be a ranger I'll guard the streams I'll be a soldier A sleepin' marine Voice of the Swarm We follow
can she say, you'd be amazed Down there your, days are numbers You're no numbers, nothin' to fear There will be trumpets, there will be silence In the end
shooter Celestial soldier from the future The tribe of Judah twelve tribe saluter Marchin' with an army of extra terrestrial beings Descended from celestial peons been fightin' the holy
control, an 't let it go. oh, no, hold on, now can i get a witness, shout hallellujah. amen, now fear that the holy ghost, make your move soon ya. smoothe
like There's a lone soldier on the cross Smoke pourin' out of a boxcar door You didn't know it, you didn't think it could be done In the final end he
the rhythm of the drums We were pledging our allegiance to wevoka's plan When the shots rang out, there soldiers all around And their cannons put an end to our holy
welcoming me At the end of my days on my way home I paused a while to gaze upon the sacred stone There I stood in the middle of the holy domain Then
in the night Hand on heat, grippin' it tight Any man want beef could get it right Followed by enough flame to put a permanent end To the learning of
Train And Left Him There Among The Dead Who Were Crying In The Rain (Pre-Chorus II) As We Leave The Station The Porter Tips His Hat And In The End
your heels again Desire conceived In the mind it breeds 'Till it's giving birth to sin Sin brings death And the wicked won't rest Will we ever see the end
I see ruins burning everywhere Creeping soldiers but they don't care Oh the war drags on Bombs and fighters and armoured tanks Desert soldiers with
in the US The conviction of your men is put to the test Call attention to the masses panic button to the floor Ready your troops for a holy fuckin war
make a new disaster psichedelic war tanks in church god bless you all: holy iron, holy iron is like futurism but with no poetry in my mind soldiers are
this is no joke This is thirsty work, making holy smoke Jimmy Reptile and all his friends Say they gonna be with you at the end Burning records, burning books Holy soldiers
AK, symbolizes Jihad But a holy war, is a conversation with God You bitch niggaz misinterpret what you don't understand Stackin the wrong sign can end
