13 lyrics for "A sign of evil"
On the wings of a snow-white dove He sends His pure sweet love A sign from above On the wings of a dove When troubles surround us, when evils come The body grows weak The spirit grows numb When these things beset us, God doesn't forget us He sends us His
PlayIncomplete, alone and unfinished, my flaws in design are all I've become I can feel myself wither away, the darkest of evils, this way will become Isolation, mutilation as predicted this love has torn us apart From temptation to damnation, my heart bars
PlayWe all stand in silence for the wasted and gone Sign that we stand here alone Nothing to say when the evil finally burns One warrior standing, through a thousand years strong Our past lives still shining, the starlight reveals Our glory remembered, with
PlayOn the wings of a snow-white dove He sends His pure sweet love A sign from above On the wings of a dove When troubles surround us, when evils come The body grows weak The spirit grows numb When these things beset us, God doesn't forget us He sends us His
PlayOn the wings of a snow-white dove He sends His pure sweet love A sign from above On the wings of a dove When troubles surround us, when evils come The body grows weak The spirit grows numb When these things beset us, God doesn't forget us He sends us His
PlayA sign of evil Witness the twilight of the gods Will they ever return A storm will take us And then wipe us out There's no retreat We're trapped in twilight While the gods will drowse Gods will drowse
PlayOn the wings of a snow-white dove He sends His pure sweet love A sign from above On the wings of a dove When troubles surround us, when evils come The body grows weak The spirit grows numb When these things beset us, God doesn't forget us He sends us His
PlayOn the wings of a snow-white dove He sends His pure sweet love A sign from above On the wings of a dove When troubles surround us, when evils come The body grows weak The spirit grows numb When these things beset us, God doesn't forget us He sends us His
PlayOn the wings of a snow-white dove He sends His pure sweet love A sign from above On the wings of a dove When troubles surround us, when evils come The body grows weak The spirit grows numb When these things beset us, God doesn't forget us He sends us His
PlayPlague leads to death Evisceration plague Driven to kill, this is not my will I am compelled to slay Invisible foe takes control My entrails are in my hands Experimental pathogens, a devil's design The dark side of science breeds a weapon of war
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