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NOTE> These are the actual lyrics to the song "Les Litanies De Satan".
NOTE> The lines between brackets are only whispered, not spoken or sung
NOTE> outloud.
O thou, of Angels loveliest, most wise,
O God betrayed by fate, deprived of praise,
(O Prince of exile, who was dispossessed,
Who ever rises stronger when oppressed,)
O thou who knowest all, Hell's sovereign,
Known healer of mankind's afflictions,
(Thou who the lepers and pariahs doomed)
Show out of love the Paradise to come,
(Thou who in Death, your mistress old and strong,)
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Life is a mystery
Everyone must stand alone
I hear you call my name
And it feels like home
Chorus:
When you call my name
Its like a little prayer
Im down on my knees
I wanna take you there
In the midnight hour
I can feel your power
Just like a prayer
You know ill take you there
I hear your voice
Its like an angel sighing
I have no choice
I hear your voice
Feels like flying
I close my eyes
O God, i think im falling
Out of the sky
I close my eyes
Heaven help me!
When you call my name
Its like a little pray
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(Bryan Kennedy, Jim Rushing)
If your paycheck depends on
The weather and the clock
If your conversation calls for
A little more than a coffee pot
If you need to pour your heart out
And try to rectify some situation
That you're facing
Contact your American Honky-Tonk Bar Association
When Uncle Sam dips in your pocket
For most things you don't mind
But when your dollar goes to all of those
Standing in a welfare line
Well rejoice you have a voice
If you're concerned about the destination
Of this great nation
It's called the American Honky-Tonk Bar A
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I don't oppose
I don't confront
go with the flow
hard to control
I do conform
I follow the norm
swim with the mainstream
I'm not what I might seem
I can't be identified
Mr. Faceless personified
without reflection
there's no detection
This is my strategy
I use the LCD
you can call me an infiltrator
I'm the Lowest Common Denominator
I won't protest
I won't disapprove
the faceless crowd
covers my moves
I don't offend
seem easy to bend
don't have a profile
no godgiven style.
Music: Engler, Altus. Lyrics: Doerper
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