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Origin Awaken The Suffering

[lyrics: Lee, music: Turner] Awaken suffering souls of mine Embrace me with all your hearts Follow me to your new battlefield Make martyrs of all their

: [lyrics: Lee, music: Turner] Awaken suffering souls of mine Embrace me with all your hearts Follow me to your new battlefield Make martyrs of all

Dolorosa, vexilla regis prodeunt Be without doubt as you've been without weakness We will open the five roses We will awake the seven churches of the final confrontation Mother of suffering

Dolorosa, vexilla regis prodeunt Be without doubt as you've been without weakness We will open the five roses We will awake the seven churches of the final confrontation Mother of suffering

"The first words I spoke in the original phonograph, Mary had a little lamb. It s fleece was white as snow. And everywhere that Mary went, the lamb was

ain?t nobody alive more of a prophet than me It ain?t nobody living possibly rocking with me On the stage, in the studio, or boxing with me Every second I?m awake

Dolorosa, vexilla regis prodeunt Be without doubt as you've been without weakness We will open the five roses We will awake the seven churches of the final confrontation Mother of suffering

Dolorosa, vexilla regis prodeunt Be without doubt as you've been without weakness We will open the five roses We will awake the seven churches of the final confrontation Mother of suffering