: 1. There is no rose of such virtue As is the rose that bare Jesu; Alleluia. 2. For in this rose contained was Heaven and earth in little space
of love as time runs through my hand Sweet desert rose Each of her veils, a secret promise This desert flower No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this Sweet desert rose
Lo, how a Rose e'er blooming From tender stem hath sprung! Of Jesse's lineage coming, As those of old have sung. It came, a floweret bright, Amid the
1. There is no rose of such virtue As is the rose that bare Jesu; Alleluia. 2. For in this rose contained was Heaven and earth in little space;
dream of love as time runs through my hand Sweet desert rose Each of her veils, a secret promise This desert flower No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this Sweet desert rose
wings You nah listen Lauren Hill when she a talk bout say dis thing You nah frightened fi see what this carry go bring come my dear, mi nah want ya feel da sting
you go to the heaven or hell and dwell to meet your maker, but you met the shotgun shell Buckshots sting like bees, I smoke trees on the hilltops, clubshops
s jeans on a jackass and my b-tch got on tights with a tac ass I?m a fly n-gga and I carry on with the bottles of that Rose and Perignon ever seen how
was conquerin', Roman gold robes Kidnapped, naked away from home, now we red guest rolls Called by Jon Doe now with the Red Rose, the communists Snakes
your lungs. While you were sleeping soundly in your bed, (Your drapes were silver wings, your shutters flung) I drew the poison from the summer's sting
: [Excerpt from "Sting of The Serpent"] And the prophecy read that One day like the pheonix rose from the ashes That a boy will be born unto a family
it till the life has gone Rose tint my world keep me Safe from my trouble and pain We're a wild and untamed thing We're a bee with a deadly sting You
til the life has gone. Rose tint my world, keep me safe from my trouble and pain. All: We're a wild and an untamed thing. We're a bee with a deadly sting
Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens Brown paper packages tied up with strings These are a view of
waltz And so it seems we won't find the solution Confusion leads the dance Waiting for the last waltz Praise the wine So divine and it stings like a rose
waltz And so it seems We won't find the the solution Confusion leads the dance Waiting for the last waltz Praise the wine, so divine And it stings like a rose