pocketful of miracles Two thousand years and he ain't shown yet We kept his seat warm and the table set The second sitting for the Last Supper Another
he knows how much I've suffered Lord, I'd like to have a picture of the last supper Cause tonight he's comin' home to the last supper He'll break
knew our names I stutter soft and say "I'd give you anything Anything and everything And you can tell the town We're down til we're underground" We last
The liar sits right by my side His eyes are full of fear and pride It's my last supper After this I will die It's my last supper My own sacrifice Welcome
Gaudi the master himself 'Caus you consist of shattered thoughts They never seem to bore even if they to turn you into hell This last supper makes you
Our Father going through Heaven I'll be thy ming They Kingdom Come and will be done And Earth does it in (.. ? ..) [Killah Priest] The last supper, Christ
APOSTLESLook at all my trials and tribulations Sinking in a gentle pool of wine. Don't disturb me now, I can see the answers 'Till this evening is this
me Cause he knows how much I've suffered Lord, I'd like to have a picture of the last supper Cause tonight he's comin' home to the last supper He'll
up cause I don't give a fuck The Last Supper [Hook: Pastor Troy] The last niggas, the last supper The last bad muthafuckers, the last hustla's
This is our last supper together The last time we share in this intimacy We have created a suffering circle that threatens to Tighten and destroy you
Jesus and all his saints couldn't save our wretched face And no man parting some sea could keep you from me We had to walk away from the streets that
by gaudi the master himself 'caus you consist of shattered thoughts They never seem to bore even if they to turn you into hell This last supper makes
This is our last supper together The last time we share in this intimacy We have created a suffering circle That threatens to tighten and destroy you
Open casket funeral A catholic tribulation A cold last supper Well, it's only up to you Dreary dead disciples A prostitute Eve A dirty shroud in Turin
in memory of me, when I'm not among you all Peter you will deny me, Judas you will betray last supper, it's your last supper Open wide the Gates to
Thursday night. The Last Supper.] (Apostles) Look at all my trials and tribulations Sinking in a gentle pool of wine Don't disturb me now I can see the
