The Voice Of God Lyrics & Chords By Kutna Hora

I wrote on my exhausted body A comedy of redemption and lies A role that I played so well… That of the loser and fake No mothers talked to me kindly No priest gave me...read more

For his rune and for his gold How easily the flock is steered By hands so fine, cruel, and kind Hands that point us down the years Down the years The power of gold, or even...read more

We who live on the edge of the Earth and who are the last full work of freedom, have to this day been protected by our remoteness, by the mystery and fear created by our name. But...read more

I've not forgiven or forgotten The fallen or downtrodden And, I'll never forget My Last Europa Kiss I was shown the door I was expecting We crushed The Times We were...read more

There's a silent place You'll never know There's a silent place I never show Colder than the ice Hotter than a flame An open wound Forever maimed There's a...read more