Day of your death arrive's inquest are open to you lies don't be heard your only sentence is death Miracles and words don't save you you never will be
When the yellow dies under the velvet thoughts Blood-bubbles nestled in thorns I have traveled through suns And the darkness of the end Now I surrender
Set alight in purgatory Tormented moans of pain Piercing dark analogies Spat out in full disdain War against Christ War against Christ War against Christ
This isn't me, I'm not mechanical This isn't me, I'm not mechanical This isn't me, I'm not mechanical This isn't me, I'm not mechanical
The twelve of you walked on the earth together The Father was a brother to you all The teaching that you heard was the Living Word The wonders and the
He shares a room outside with a dozen other guys And the only roof He knows is that sometimes starry sky A tattered sleeping bag on a concrete slab is
Jean-Paul Lécot / J.-P. Frié Gloria a te, Cristo GesA?, oggi e sempre tu regnerai! Gloria a te! Presto verrai: sei speranza solo tu! Sia
From the sun out of the east A Brilliant light arose A thorny crown upon his head Cut from a branch of rose Through blazing eyes I saw within A peace
You're not who they say you are They made you the enemy (CHRIST-Jah flesh; CHRIST-Light within; CHRIST- Beginning and the end) Taken something so beautiful
god of heaven, show me thy endless fall With broken wings, fly nomore Blood of heaven, crystalized Wear your glory as a curse Forever burn, eternal
One of these days we all will stand in judgment for Every single word that we have spoken One of these days we all will stand before the Lord Give a reason
You think that no one understands When you don't feel strong hey I got an answer for you There's a way that's light and easy, it's true He knows when
Our lord loves the family, our lord loves the saved Our lord loves the unborn babies and the NRA Our lord hates the liberals, the faggots and their friends
He wants to be Christlike and never be jealous So he lets her go on about all the other fellas But the animal in 'em awakes with a growl And a skin 'em
It was the fight before Christmas when all through the house No furniture left standing, no TV or couch Our aquarium, heck they even knocked over my Chia
Unbound God's creation Has grown into the sinner Abandoned innocence Impenitent transgressor Escape mortality They say your life can change If you take
Mankind in his insatiable search for divine Knowledge has discarded all biblical teachings Realizing that the strength of religion Is the repression
I'm a carnal, organic anagram Human flesh instead of written letters I rearrange my pathetic tissue I incise, I replace, I'm reformed I eradicate the