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Dancing With Demons by Petra Berger. So the King's about to die. His final way to leave me,. He's still dressed in black and white,. But now the odds cannot deceive me, She. Will fall from power
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Choir Boadicea, behold the fate of the army you controlled,. Did it quench your lust for blood, did it satisfy your soul?. . Darkness fell upon the land,. The day the kingdom died,. The empire to
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We wait since the day He ascended. He said He would come again. Some think it will be such a long time. Some think they know just when. We live like there's no tomorrow. We wait with our lamps of
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Words by Bob Hartman. Based on 2 Thessalonians 215, 2 Timothy 314, Philippians 16 I've been to the party and I left alone. And I've danced with a few that I'd be better off on my own. I've been to
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For so long I was dependin' upon. My senses and fences, I tried to ride on. And trusting in things that can never be seen. Was always a crutch on which others must lean. Thinking if I could see I
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You had a blank stare, there in your easy chair. You watch as things get out of hand. But now your eyes blink and you begin to think. Of what could happen if you stand You think about the ground yo
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Smell the burning powder? There's danger in the air. A voice from deep inside is telling you you must beware. Then enemy is watching every step you take. To find his opportunity in every choice you
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Everything that you do and see, one more event in your memory. Every bit takes another byte without control over wrong or right. You must screen every entry made, the consequences must be weighed.
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Words and music by Bob Hartman. Based on the Apostle's Creed I believe in God the Father - maker of heaven and earth. And in Jesus Christ His only Son. I believe in the virgin birth. I believe in
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By Bob Hartman. Based on Rom. 715 I have a secret that I let nobody see. An evil shadow that's been hanging over me. My alter ego that I try to hold at bay. But despite my good intentions he can
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You want the best of both worlds. You're not getting either. You seem content to ride the fence. When you know which side is greener Some run hot, some run cold. Some run from their maker. Some r
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There's a step that we all take alone. An appointment we have with the great unknown. Like a vapor this life is just waiting to pass. Like the flowers that fade, like the withering grass But life s
