Posts Tagged ‘Radical’

Radical State

Abigail Esman on her book and Islamic extremism.

Fred Hammond & Radical No Weapon Formed COGIC

COGIC Fred Hammond Radical for Christ No Weapon Formed shall prosper .Saints of God this is for such a time of this Christian Gospel sanctified Holy Ghost Spirit-filled praise break dance worship COGIC broadcast TBN black gospel music deliverance healing set free
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Harley-Davidson VRSC Radical Ghost Flames Graphic Kit 2

Thisvideo features a walk-a-round view of our Harley-Davidson VRSC Radical Ghost Flames Graphic Kit 2 Part #ATD-HRLYVRODGRPH15. For more information on this graphic kit as well as other available colors we invite you to visit our site at We create and manufacture unique vehicle specific graphic and decal kits for cars, trucks, motorcycles.

Radical Face-Glory

Radical Face-Glory

Radical Face ‘Welcome Home’

Justin Mitchell’s video for ‘Welcome Home’ (shot with Nikon lenses BTW :) more @ http

Radical Face – Welcome Home (Lyric)

Lyrics to Welcome Home : Sleep don’t visit, so I choke on sun And the days blur into one And the backs of my eyes hum with things I’ve never done Sheets are swaying from an old clothesline Like a row of captured ghosts over old dead grass Was never much but we made the most Welcome home Ships are launching from my chest Some have names but most do not If you find one, please let me know what piece I’ve lost Heal the scars from off my back I don’t need them anymore You can throw them out or keep them in your mason jars I’ve come home All my nightmares escaped my head Bar the door, please don’t let them in You were never supposed to leave Now my head’s splitting at the seams And I don’t know if I can Here, beneath my lungs, I feel your thumbs press into my skin again

Wrapped in Piano Strings – Radical Face

Wrapped in Piano Strings by Radical Face from the album “Ghost”.
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Sleepwalking § Radical Face

from the album Ghost. check out the band at i fell asleep in the chair by the fireplace and i woke up in the kitchen sink with an umbrella full of holes over top my head and i fell asleep on the table with your picture in hand and i woke up in the cupboard with some scrapes on my arms and a mouthful of hell the chains are rattling in the attic again and the birds would build their nests in the windowsill and dust had settled over everything and the ceiling fan still cuts a lazy circle i got a picture on the mantlepiece of the way that i thought that we’d end up but it shares no resemblance to that yeah, that shares no resemblance to that at all i tore the dreams from my head and tossed em in the flames and the smoke smelled like my past and it stung my eyes, but i was too stubborn to blink and i slept inside the piano ’til the rain was cold and i woke up when i saw the sun and wiped the sleep from my eyes yeah i knew my time had come we’re all still a part of everything that we were and we’ll all float along with everything and in turn, we’ll all fall apart with everything we’ll learn just what things are like outside our heads and i hear them singing and i hear my name i feel you tug my skin and i was happy to fade

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