: I will lift you up. I will praise your awesome name, praise your name for what it's worth and nothing less. perfect in all things, most high God. commend
: thank You for the cross. trusting in the balance has tilted me towards righteousness. lifting my spirit once again sinking not in my functioning. inhale
: i will endure. it will endure in me. until the end forever, i will endure. if we continue in these ways, rebellion bends towards hatred. we rise up
: lies, deprication of self. moral demise. the corporate machine of america. "in god we trust" statement of political banter. plastic words for a plastic
: no eyes have seen. no ears have heard. no mind has perceived what God has prepared for those that love Him. multitudes behold His glory and give praises
: there is no other way to explain for what He has done. He came to me in such a holy way, such a way that i would die for it. it is more than just a
: i won't allow it. i won't let it happen. this weakness will be strengthened. take away this battle. let our fire burn within. purify. purify. don't
: revelation, unknowing has been taken. why had i waited so long? refrained for this love, never open to the hope He has. how could i reject this? He
: once again to strive, to beat it out over and over again. so worn, worked over with the intention to kill. to watch him die and smile at his destiny
for beer and speed now want their fries and coke Cursing and flipping birds are not allowed, in fact let's keep noise levels down Must separate the
to be away And I know the only worthy act is union I'm not seeking distance, only somewhere where I feel safe I know the walls between us are the illusion, so I say The separation
[Same as Separation 1] And if I turn away, maybe I'm just too afraid to let you into my life Let you into my heart, maybe I think you won't like what
They got to the part with the cattle and the creeping things, said I'm pretty sure we've heard this one before Don't it all end up in some revelation
seemed tired last night They had cigarettes where there were supposed to be eyes Hey William Butler Yeats, all the Irish seemed wired last night They tried to separate
He said what about Los Angeles? She said we never really made it that far west We scored big in Denver and thought it might be best To go hang around
Her parents named her Hallelujah, the kids all called her Holly And if she scared you then she's sorry, she's been stranded at these parties These parties
Hallelujah came to in the confession booth Infested with infections and smiling on an abscessed tooth Running out on residue and crashing through the
She drove it like she stole it. She stole it fast and with a multitude of casualties. She said I shipped it out from boulder. Packed in coffee grounds