Lamb of Jesus, by DWK:
"The rain pounds down,
I run, though the beats find me,
Striking, slashing, cutting,
I stagger from shelter to shelter,
No man house to hold me,
To the forest I walk.
¿Debo yo aquire su amenaza de la muerte congelada? El estribillo, el estribillo, y a yo usted yo estaré agradecido, Jesús.
The green hues and lights pacify me,
As they to I, I to me,
My soul latching to trees and nature's garden,
And I drift to your warm centre,
The great palms fawn on me, as I them.
Soy este frío uno, así que indigno, suavemente, suavemente, una hoja hinchada a este claro tranquilo.
By these placid surroundings I see peace,
Enlightenment beckons, and with it truths,
The rain bate on me not to malicely gale,
But to guide me to you.
Y mi cara, aunque azul, saluda al sol, la naturaleza, la lluvia, y por todas partes.
So I am your thankful lamb,
To praise! To praise!
Jesus thanked, and I depart.
Los pétalos de todo florecen la torsión a la ceniza, sus colores que unen, mezclar, y un estallos de arco iris-pheonix."
what the fuck?
metalguitartf 2 years ago