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Treachery & Constancy
02:38
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Help, LORD, for the godly man ceases! Where the faithful disappear from among the sons of men.
They speak idly everyone with his neighbor; With flattering lips and a double heart they speak.
May the LORD cut off all flattering lips. With our tongue we will prevail; Our lips are our own; Who is lord over us all?
For the oppression of the poor, for the sighing of the needy, Now I will arise i will set him in safety.
The words of the LORD are pure words, Like silver tried in a furnace of earth, Purified.
You shall keep them, O LORD, You shall preserve them from this generation.
The wicked prowl on every side, When vileness is exalted among the sons of men.
The LORD shall cut off all flattering lips, and the tongue that speaketh proud things.
What have we done, that you should be mindful of us, God? What have we done to deserve this?
Who are we that you are mindful of us?
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Line in the Sand
03:12
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I pray for the day you all will break,
do not boast about tomorrow for you do not know what day will bring,
what the day will bring,
I pray for the day you all will break how much further will you take?
no man can serve two masters, a man with no master burns faster.. BURN.
Choose ye this day who you will serve (But God I choose death every time), and no longer be divided (Wake me up, save, and pull me out).
neutrality is death, if you refuse to decide then prepare yourself for the grim angel's breath.
angels breath.
there is no tomorrow, the time you're living on is borrowed
boast not in your future, no one can tell you who you'll die for..
Choose ye this day who you will serve (But God I choose death every time), and no longer be divided (The lukewarm, He'll spit from His mouth).
As for me and my house we will serve the Lord.
Choose your master, go find the hope that your after.
Now is the time to break, Now is the time to break. Break us Lord
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Struggle
03:10
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Dear God
You know where my heart lies
You know too where my desires reside.
I want to do things right.
I want to get back to where you abide.
To call it struggle you have to fight
Bloody knuckles tell between a man
who wants to press on
and a man who wants nothing more than to die
I am not a hypocrite
but I am sick of this
Bring on the new man
the old man died when
(2x)
When I came to your cross
Because your cross is enough
And everything I have on my own
I count it all as lost.
Why don't you just lay down all your burdens onto God
Cast all your cares upon Him and He will carry you
Instead you lay your body down again
You've let yourself lose before this even began.
Try as hard as you can
It doesn't change a thing
Without the strength of God
Your spirit and His
Will be far away
Your life will produce
Nothing but decay
Oh yeah
Did you come to earth as a man that I should fail
Your death alone it rent the veil
So together we can live and speak
Speak to my heart and make me free
Make me free
When I came to your cross
Because your cross is enough
Bring on the new man
The old man died when
When I came to your cross
Because your cross is enough
And everything I have on my own
I count it all as lost.
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4. |
Harsh Words
04:17
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SINK....UNDERWATER
As you sink...
Do not tickle my ears with your doctrine of demons
Using Grace as excuse
To live your life in perversion
There's no such thing as a perfect Christian
You have no fruit to be seen
As you retch,
Sinking deeper
Black waters turning your lungs to stone
You knew the truth all along,
But His mercy remains.
You still have time
Murder your pride.
You still have time
Murder your pride.
And now the root of the axe
Is laid to the root of the tree
You will be tossed away
Like refuse
There will be war
And rumors of war
Such things will come to pass
But the end is still to come
Like the chaff from the wheat
You will be baptized with fire
Your deeds will be tried in the furnace of heaven
Exposing them for the filthy rags
That they are
Filthy rags
There will be war
And rumors of war
Such things will come to pass
There will be war
And rumors of war
Jesus, forgive the man who's actions don't match his passion.
Jesus, forgive him
For he knows exactly
What he's doing
Deceiving the hungry
And eating the gutted
Yours is the deepest circle.
The weight of the lost
Borne as a mark on your soul
In the form of a millstone
Tied around your throat.
Apostate reprobate.
Apostate reprobate.
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Furnace
03:53
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This is only the beginning
One woe has past one more will come in the future
I fix my eyes on my Martyr’s crown
Jesus please don’t charge them with this sin
Tongues of fire lick my body
The tip of the sword pierces violently
In the furnace I will praise
Fragrance of Rest
Fragrance of Death
Let Tribulation come to this dead church
Let it show who are Your true followers
When You crush me
The Bowls of Judgment shall be poured on the Earth
Blood and water shall be poured from the winepress of my King
The crumbling oppression will be reduced to ashes on the ground
I know one thing I would die for You
And when it’s time You’ll stamp my ticket home
Promote your doctrine of death I will exude
Fragrance of Rest
Fragrance of Death
Let Tribulation come to this dead church
Let it show who are Your true followers
When You crush me
I will praise the King!
Crush me!
I’m just a man, but my God
Will carry me home
Oh, sinful nation
Humans rank with iniquity
Seed of evildoers, children of corruptors
They have forsaken the Lord
You have provoked the Holy One into anger
You have gone away
Gone away backwards
Well looking back I bet you wish
You hadn’t tried to shake hands with that Iron Fist
This is not far and away
This is the End of Days
My soul will never decay
Because You died for me
This is not far and away
This is the End of Days
And when I am dead
I’ll see my Savior face to face.
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Redemption
03:37
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The smile that you thrust upon yourself can only be followed by vomit and death.
I see the bottle in your hands; addiction fills my soul with darkness.
Oh God, help me stop.
Oh God, help me stop.
As I ponder with my shallow heart, these sins that I have thrust upon myself, walking into this filth with eyes wide open, knowing full well what would await me there.
And in my flesh I rejected a relationship with you, in favor of poisoning my mind with physical pleasure. Though my eyes are darkened, I know the way; but my love of self-destruction outweighs my desire for forgiveness. Oh God, save me from this self-inflicted mire, this snare, this evil. Renew my hunger for your will, oh Father.
Every day we wake up and stumble through life, following a voice, a light in the distance. While all around us is a darkness that threatens to suffocate
and consume the lukewarm, the reprobate.
And as the darkness thickens, the voice grows faint and the light tiny.
I hear the laughter of the ones watching me stumble and I remember
The same God who made the mountains, the same God who calmed the sea, the same God who birthed the heavens;
THAT GOD DIED FOR ME.
For I know that the wages of sin is death, but the gift of God is eternal life.
In Jesus Christ I rest my eyes, oh Father save me from myself
I am trapped in habitual sin, my flesh craves for more.
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The Gate Beautiful
04:19
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I walk in tranquility on this crystalline beach, calmly taken with the glory of your majesty.
I feel the warmth of your spirit cascading through my soul, providing me with grace and renewing my hope for your return.
The heavens open
At the sound of a trumpet
And i am astonished.
For the stars themselves sing of your glory, and seem to draw me into your Eminence.
As i walk from the earth
As i walk from earth into eternity.
As i walk from earth
Into eternity.
Rivers of life beckon to me, while streets of transparent gold await. Il never know the depths of your creative genius, or the love that you have for me.
All the planets that you have held in your hand, the word of life proceeding from your mouth.
All life must bow before thee, oh my God and Lord of the universe.
The heavens open
At the sound of a trumpet
And i am astonished.
I am not skilled to understand
The plans of God but those of Man.
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Heart of Man
03:12
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My heart wants me to sit around and let the hours
Pass on by
It wants me just to die
The very fibers of my being
are throwing me off this cliff
Please just grant my deathwish
I am the disease and I've been trying to infect the rest of me
I am the disease
without a remedy
Eye hath not seen
Nor hath ear heard
Of what the heart of man
Hath wrought to the world
Eye has not seen, nor ear heard
nor entered into the heart of man
the things which God hath prepared
For those who love him.
The Heart is self-destructive
But it knows it's already lost
What good is the heart of man to a God?
I am the disease.
The Heart is self-destructive
But it knows it's already lost
The Heart is self-destructive
What good is the heart of man to a God?
And when your voice grows too still and small to hear
I will reflect upon the God
I still fear.
I will forget the man I used to know
and at my darkest receive grace
You still show.
This is the heart of Man.
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Selah
02:23
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I stumble down this dark, wide path
too stubborn to stop, too proud to return home.
I forget all that I had in You.
Chained by my own free will,
I shackle my hands and feet, handing You the key,
spitting in Your face, and walking away.
Fire rises around me and these shackles cut deeper into my thin wrists
The painful heat clenching them into fists.
And I watch in horror as my skin melts from my body
like candle wax,
And I realize I have to face the fact
I AM LOST.
I AM LOST.
I'm driving a wedge between the One that can save me and my soul.
I surrender all.
I'm down on my knees, crying out for the Spirit to intercede.
All to Jesus, will I surrender all.
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10. |
Bones
03:45
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Your voice seems so quiet
but to me it's almost silent
You could be my only respite
It's me who's making us distant
"Those who hate Me love death"
I guess that's why our culture has such a fascination with losing breath.
I don't want tragedy to strike
just for you to open my eyes.
I don't want catastrophe to fall
before I get sick of it all.
I've been so sick of this.
Fever dreams can't show me where Your love is.
I've been so sick of this
Fever dreams can't show me where Your love is.
I don't want tragedy to strike
Just open my eyes
My life is like a dam
with one pin sized hole called sin
The whole thing collapses and my life
rushes away till I'm left bone dry.
Freedom is a fleeting speck
Victory is out of reach.
Peace is a lie
So lie to yourself until you die.
Don't let catastrophe fall
I'm already sick of it all.
My spirit's over this.
You've already shown me where your love is.
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