Risen saviour, holy son. Bound for glory I've become. Drainen from sin, He made me clean. I need to tell you just what it means. Bound for glory, I'll be free.
Chosen for the task. Even though of who I am. Bought By Blood x2. God Almighty clear my vision. Lead me safely on my mission. Lead me on the road to glory.
Verse 1. If I sat alone and conjured thoughts of you. Would that provide a passage through. The portal of what used to be. When all we knew was you and me.
Verse:. It's getting late in here. Dark out, so I read poems. About romance and listen. To Kendrick Lamar who is. Our past life poet. It's amazing and crazy.
He's got her number written on the palm of his hand. His best friend got the number from her best friend. His heart starts racin' when he hears the dial tone.
Gasoline lips and a propane heart. Lookin for a lover to catch that spark. Heroine hips and cocaine mind. Taste a little bit until she takes your live.
Make this spark into a flame. Make this flame into a fire. I want to burn, I want to burn. Burn up all that's not of You. Purify me with Your truth. Fire that refines.
Breath of God. O Breath of God. Blow and breathe on me. In mercy come. Find me undone. Ready to receive. Ready to receive. . Fire of God. O Fire of God.
Black gate of the mortal. Sabbath held in thy honor, summon the anti-god. Is there nothing sacred? Is there nothing pure?. Cool winds are abound me from this fire well breath.
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Same shit, young nigga just livin life life. had to say it twice so u know its fukn nice. and i can steal ya wife. turn ha to a fukn dyke. cum thru and slide ha pipe.
[Music: Kjellgren]. [Lyrics: Jansson, Schulman & Kjellgren]. . Onward through the fields. I'm hunting for revenge. Effacing all in my way. I'm a killing warmachine.
Death will arise from the altar. Piece by piece you fall. Feel the disgrace. . It penetrates into your skin. The suffering will arise. I laugh when all the gods die.
Chew it up, spit it out, get a little taste. Such a bitter pill in a sugar case. Something more? Something less? Tell me what's next. Why can't I peel off the blindfold?.
In the age of darkness we are still riding through. Cold sweeping winds from the other side. The ravenshadow follows our path. Oh, mighty god - Give me power to desecrate.