hearts. The blessings of His heaven. No ear may hear His coming. But in this world of sin. Where meek souls will receive him still. The dear Christ enters in. O holy Child of Bethlehem. Descend to us, we
heaven. No ear may hear his coming. But in this world of sin. Where meek souls will receive him still. The dear Christ enters in. . O holy Child of Bethlehem. Descend to us we pray. Cast out our
it burns, burns, burns. That ring of fire. That ring of fire The taste of love is sweet. When souls like I always meet. I fell for you like a little child. Ohh, and flames got wild I fell into
deaf and blind. The last rites for souls on fire. Three little words and a question why. . Love's the funeral of hearts. And an ode for cruelty. When angels cry blood. On flowers of evil in bloom
deaf and blind. The last rites for souls on fire. Three little words and a question why. . Love's the funeral of hearts. And an ode for cruelty. When angels cry blood. On flowers of evil in bloom
hear this symphony? Behind these walls you watch them fall. As our union crumbles into hell It's not the end of the world now, baby. So come on, dry those tears. It's not the end of the world now
heaven. No ear may hear his coming. But in this world of sin. Where meek souls. Will receive him still. The dear Christ enters in. . Oh, holy child of Bethlehem. Descend to us we pray. Cast out