Lirik Lagu An American Prayer / Hour For Magic / Freedom Exists / A Feast Of Friends - The Doors
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ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
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ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
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- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
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Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
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- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
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- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
Do you know the warm progressunder the stars?Do you know we exist?Have you forgotten the keysto the kingdomHave you been borne yet& are you alive?Let's reinvent the gods, all teh mythsof the agesCelebrate symbols from deep elder forests[Have you forgotten the lessonsof the ancient war]We need great golden copulationsThe fathers are cackling in treesof the forestOur mother is dead in the seaDo you know we are being led toslaughters by placid admirals& that fat slow generals are gettingobscene on young bloodDo you know we are ruled by T.V.The moon is dry blood beastGuerrilla bands are rolling numbersin the next block of green vineamassing for warfare on innocentherdsman who are just dyingO great creator of beinggrant us one more hour toperform our art& perfect our livesThe moths & atheists are doubly divine& dyingWe live, we die& death not ends itJourney we more into theNightmareCling to lifeOur passion'd flowerCling to Cunts & cocksof despairWe got our final visionby clapColumbus groin gotfilled w/green death(I touched her thigh& death smiled)We have assembled inside this ancient& insane theatreTo propagate our lust for life& flee the swarming wisdomof the streetsThe barns are stormedThe windows kept& only one of all the restTo dance & save usW/the divine mockeryof wordsMusic inflames temperament(When the true King's murderersare allowed to roam freea 1000 Magicians arise in the land)Where are the feastswe are promisedWhere is the wineThe New Wine(dying on the vine)resident mockerygive us an hour for magicWe of the purple gloveWe of the starling flight& velvet hourWe of arabic pleasures's breedWe of sundome & the nightGive us creedTo believeA nightr of lustGive us trust inThe NightGive of colorhundred huesa rich mandalafor me & for you& for your silkypillowed housea head, wisdom& a bedTroubled decreeResident mockeryhas claimed theeWe used to believein the good old daysWe still receiveIn little waysThe things of Kindness& unsporting browForget & allowDid you know freedom existsin school booksDid you know madmen arerunning our prisonsw/in a jail, w/in a gaolw/in a white free protestantmaelstromWe're perched headlongon the edge of boredomWe're reaching for deathon the end of a candleWe're trying for somethingthat's already found usWow, I'm sick of doubtLive in the light of certainsouthCruel bindingsThe sevants have the powerdog-men & their mean womenpulling poor blankets overour sailorsI'm sick of dour facesStarong at me from the T.V.Tower, I want roses inmy garden bower; dig?Royal babies, rubiesmust now replace abortedStrangers in the mudThese mutants, blood-mealfor the plant that's plowedthey are waiting to take us intothe severed gardenDo you know how pale & wanton thrillfulcomes death on a stranger hourunannounced, unplanned forlike a scaring over-friendly guest you'vebrought to bedDeath makes angels of us all& gives us wingswhere we had shoulderssmooth as raven'sclawsNo more money, no more fancy dressThis other kingdom seems by far the bestuntil its other jaw reveals incest& loose obedience to a vegetable lawI will not goPrefer a feast of friendsTo the Giant family
