The rose is red
For the blood he shed
From the crown of thorns upon his head
The sky is blue
For the blood went through
The skin the whips tore in two
The blood he gave
So our souls could be saved
Sunflowers
Sunflowers in the field Standing tall Standing still Like guards keeping watch Over the farm And it's flock
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The evils of this World hold you by a leash to Stay in controll
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They were fools to interrupt this day My day Where I was to be wed to the man I love Did they not think I would be armed Did they not thin... -
Sons of night Wicked deeds Doomed they are
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