Luxt Lyrics

Luxt Lyrics

"Witchhunt (Nation) Lyrics"

(The Public Gets) What The Public Doesn't Want Lyrics
Name your price for progress Impoverished settle the bill Clear a path--coming through! Clear a path--coming through! Stylize Making it easy/ on the eye Keep our distance--too underformed to grace the sublime Flatter to decieve Building arthouse cosmetics

You look like sin to me. All dolled in flashy freedom,
You know no discipline, You don't bow down to Him
so, I see no reason in your Holding your head up high,
I see no me in you so You must... die.

What you want, what you need are all the answers.
What I've got, what I bleed are all your chances.
Cross me, you'll have to answer to my bloody urge.
Every second more of this is adding to this killing surge.

You don't agree with me or follow any of my truths,
You won't accept my charity or swallow all my rules,
You don't see Him within m
On The Wings of My Victory Lyrics
There is a road that you must walk in this life There are many who fall by the way I have seen the dark side of night Now I'm lookin' at the light of a brand new day (chorus) Like an eagle soaring toward the sun Like a ship put out to sea By and by my soul will fl
e, still denying that I'm wise,
You won't bow down so you must,
so you will so we will make you all die.

You follow other wordings, You drink obvious lies,
You open up your mouth, But I see covered eyes,
You make no sense to me so You give me reason why,
You don't fit in with Us So, you will... die.

You don't agree with me or follow any of my truths,
You won't accept my charity or swallow all my rules,
You don't see Him within me, still denying that I'm wise,
You won't bow down so you must,
so you will so we will make you all die.
Home Lyrics
(Chorus) Go ahead roll it up and pass it round Cause lately's been a whole lot of bullshit going down A lot of soldiers aint make it through this year So lets just celebrate that we still here and Whoooooooaa Never leave me alooooooooone Tell em holla at ya

You speak in shifting eyelids, You bring up questions of,
Things that I choose to scoff at, There is only His love.
You talk of other thoughts that threaten my faith's thin guise,
Frankly you frighten me, So you must... die.

I say so. I say so. I say so. I say so. I say so. I say so.
It has to be, It has to be, It has to be, (etc).

Blonde haired blue eyed white skinned Christ is watching,
Blonde haired blue eyed white skinned Christ is waiting,
Blonde haired blue eyed white skinned Christ is angry.
Blonde haired blue eyed white skinned Ch
The Megaphonic Thrift (An Odd Assembly) Lyrics
(R. Pollard - J. Pollard - Mitchell) We were the losers or so they thought But what we wanted is what we got We were nobody But now we're somebody And you can't take a name from a man Once he's made it And we have made it Here at the megaphonic thrift
rist just sold your soul.

It has to be (etc). What you want,
what you need are all the answers.
What I've got, what I bleed are all your chances.
Cross me, you'll have to answer to my bloody urge.
Every second more of this is adding to this killing surge.
It has to be (etc). I say so.

You don't agree with me or follow any of my truths,
You won't accept my charity or swallow all my rules,
You don't see Him within me, still denying that I'm wise,
You won't bow down so you must,
so you will so we will make you all die.




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