Silent is the storm that awaits
As our crumbling world starts
Messiah or man
To me you gave this bloodied crown
And with
Bless me father
For you've sinned against me
It's been one week
since
Son of highest
You are falling
You are falling
Not floating from out
Cowards, with your empty hearts
And narrow minds...So bitter
our confusion is
Lay your hands...Your healing hands
Upon my flesh...My sinful flesh
And heal
I know this is my chosen path
To believe in
Take your heaven
And leave them for the children
Show me you're
I pray that I can seeBeyond this life tormenting meTempting
Miles away the dead are leftQuarantined contain the deathBrought to
Will the love of God shed it`s graceUpon the evil
I lift my soul joyfullyIf not, my life will end
Have faith in their wordsFrom your weakness they are bornMessiahs
The ways of the blessedScourging mankindSuch reverence and obedienceAs we
No Christ...no crossNo pain....no lossNo wanton guilt for us to
