I've ever been I will not fear What man can do Survival is a painful toil Give me strength to see it through I found God I want you to know I found God
be free of God is to not be free at all It means having no one to hear you when you call All songs by Bride
God's Word is pure Only thing to liberate my soul [Colossians 3:11] God cannot change [Malachi 3:6, Proverbs 24:21] God cannot lie [Numbers 23:19] God
a real nigga, then who are you with? How you ride doesn't matter what kind of car you get? I love my real bitches, fuck the fake hoes I be asking God
could be your hers 6 feet up in the dirt, got yo baby brother hurt Yea, a worse still when you die, gets real You eternally separated from God for a trillian
from Mexico I'm singing blues waiting for the death row and the hardest rains always come from Tupelo another dead baby born in Tupelo do you believe in God
hand was the word fear And in which hand he held his fate was never clear Come Indian summer he took his young lover for his bride And with his own
everlasting light For the King has left His throne And is sleeping in a manger tonight Oh Bethlehem, what you have missed while you were sleeping For God
every paper I'd deliver, Bad news on the doorstep, I couldn't walk one more step; I can't remember if I cried, When I read about his widowed bride,
throw myself to the sea If god promised you're inside We'd float to island paradise And i'd become your bride Five. The countryside looks bare Without
night I kissed her mouth like a dark red rose Set upon a marbled dream of white So pure of thought like a Vestal statue Jewelled with a God-lent grace
storms Led a desert son to sear From the palace orchard I espied... (Where swooning trees and moonless beams vied For the painted eye of the royal bride
Purple versed like the funeral hearse That first turned thee over to My... Unbridled kiss when I found thee in mist Dressed for the sepulchre My Demon bride... "God
art Lest we forget in awe of our terrible past" When Dark royalties drank of despair Idols hewed down 'neath a desert god's stare In thrall to revenges
Macar, don't you cry for this bride Who'll ever changes Try to run, run to mercy Without you Moskow's far from me Trust in hands of God To forget the
never will Picture for a moment The perfect irony A flawless new beginning Eclipsed by irony. The uninvited stranger Started dancing on his own So we said goodbye to the glowing bride
straight forward-- Eyes focused on our destination Body armored for the battle, Soul ready for the fight. Prepare us, O God to go out this time Honoring your bride