Exuma
The Seance
Hand on quillHand on pencilHand on penTell me spiritTell me whenSay, say for you to go to that gone race of manof the past eight centuriesMichael Haite- 1654- 1698 Brownstone Street- Flanders EnglandJohn Dayton, 1691- 1754- six Fatham RoadHilda RollentingFather needs you, your hand is made of goldTiny Caat was a friend of the Prayard Gartes of Fayx.Jon say to go to Radion of the far west wall ofEastern Goat and GaulGarlac Saatan- 1001Go to the wall of the great GadDo not be afraidSay lord of the wind, keeper of the sealYou must go to the head and the heartGo to Marleet and Sircee, and Monnart and EzuzLetras de cancionesSay you to Jonath, say to sayayaath,sonny, sonny, sonny, sonny, to, toot say SatanGo away, I play my tooth to you satanSay Soy sent youSay I am the vessel of CharonTooth of soy, sayaath Obeah say sayaath said,soothen and soote say 777I am the God of SolomonI am your God, you are my vesselMy dearest darling, It is terrible hell in hellWatch out for the Grand MasterThey are calling me, I must goMartha Thomas of Wichatahmy Monday maan is Johnathan Halenof Window Strolling, and he is far awayDarling Sandra of Willoughby St. ConnecticutI have not forgot youI want to be with you againI don't like being here, it is lonelyI meet all kinds of people, rich and poor, Hell is not goodTot, tot my darling, I love you, they won't let me restGod is not dead Bootleg tot, totMy dear Samuel, I am only away for awhileTell the people to stop waring,tell the people to stop shedding bloodTell people to loveI am fading
From Letras Mania