When I die, don’t bring me flowers. Don’t whisper that I will be missed, Don’t kneel, don’t pray for hours Don’t shed a tear –
Category: Heaven suspended
I Come to You at the Eleventh Hour
I come to you at the eleventh hour ‘Cause you are my last resort. Ashamed ’cause I know that you have the most power Yet,
Heal my hurting heart, oh Lord
Heal my hurting heart, oh Lord Take my turmoil and turn them into triumph You gave me life, so fill it with joy I am
Silent Killer
May night, pernicious night A dim eclipse. Chernobyl ash is in the air. No soul around. The darkness has played awful tricks, Crippling veil threw
