Tekster:
Paradise Lost Your Hand In Mine Live

The ecstasy... Your hand in mine Reveal all life, uphold all others Your hand in mine Are you alive, with flames of sadness Your hand in mine We'll

the sun Hand in hand We'll walk right up to the sun We won't land We'll walk right up to the sun Hand in hand We'll walk right up to the sun We won'

your essence once At our time when the sunset and I touched you In the slanting room, just south of the past Between your belly and thighs: This was a temporary deceitful paradise. Lost

dope, under the mattress It was hustle before rappin', nuttin' before that and 12 years old, a lost soul, bumpin', "Illmatic" Gunshots tried and almost took the young kid's live

Sky for those about to be. There am I waiting along the sand. Cast your sweet spell upon the land and sea. Magus perde, take your hand from off the chain

grind them in the dirt, for that men can live in paradise must be the Devils work." BROTHERS OF THE HOLY ORDER: "The clerical conspiracy begins, we shall wash away your

killa that's born to rise Flipmode is the squad so it's no surprise Niggas want to advertise about how we get down You fuck around leave your body in the lost

sun Hand in hand We'll walk right up to the sun We won't land We'll walk right up to the sun Hand in hand We'll walk right up to the sun We won't land

And grind them in the dirt, For that men can live in paradise Must be the Devils work." [BROTHERS OF THE HOLY ORDER:] "The clerical conspiracy begins, We shall wash away your