: Mutilate - fear of the afterlife Dawn, burn, then you fucking die As your body rots away Lucifer, bring me the fucking pain Goat Kill, kill at the
Cold dark night, nerves are tense Strange sounds out of nowhere the fog is dense You lay in your bed quaking with fright Shadows in the hallway, something
Visited by an angel, a beautiful love song Surrounded by a clouded light, the joy was overwhelming Who are you I mustered, from a shaken breath I am an
I feel the power burning Deep down inside my soul I know the real Jesus He brings my salvation Prepare to feel power As the spirit reveals bring forth
A compassionate God Looks down upon the earth As the void in man's heart grows wide Empty human grabs at the air around As fashions drift along through
[Hebrews 10:23-25] The congregation of the weeping saints should never be allowed to be forsaken The suffering and sorrow, the pain of our tomorrows can
VERSE ONE Wars and famines, A.I.D.S. and broken lives Drug offenses, damage to bring demise Bury the dead in their coffins Mankind is rotting away Global
As they gather at the funeral wake To speak of good times gone by The deceased soul learns some more Revealed reality, the flames of unrest SONG: "Maybe
Out of the sewers Out of the drains The life of filth Possess your brain Where's your next bed? Where's your next bread? Where's your next bed? Where
VERSE ONE Drowned in the water of the spirit Till it follows from our gasp Engulfed, it takes our breath Till every word flows with life CHORUS Liquid
CHORUS Grind planetarium Pride, lacerated from my mind Grind planetarium New, destroying all that is blind deceit VERSE ONE Mortification Bringing forth
Verse 1 I live on a wing and a prayer In majesty I ride. Inheritance of royalty Flows within my blood Soaring to the heights The eagle shall be bold.
D.W.A.M. Daniel was a mosher A plan to kill off Daniel by the administrators Get the king to issue a royal decree Stage dived into the lions den Administrators
Verse 1 Within the chambers of our minds; exists deceit Framework of formed man holds; the choice of life Pre-Chorus Who we are; where we come from; Where
Jesus Christ is the rises Saviour Escape the violent death Turn from your sin and worship Him Or you'll draw your last breath. Everything that has a beginning
Killing evil Killing evil Killing evil Killing evil
CHORUS Primitive Rhythm Machine, it's the true, rhythm of the natives, tho wholy rhythm. God creates, jungle beats Evil, only perverts. Verse 1 African
Buried into obscurity Ripped off by the the fears of your mind Buried without release Christ's love brings healing False fear erased Battle of the flesh
