Here comes your empty talking. Empty words and empty soul. Here comes the smile. Appearing Every time you. See me fall break me. . I feel the poison cutting through me.
Bring on the show down. How long will you waver between two opinions. If the Lord is God then follow Him. But if Baal is god then follow him. There are 450 prophets of Baal and just one of me.
you're not listening to me,. you don't hear a word say you don't understand the message I bring,. you don't know the truth (Matt. 13:14-15). here's an idea I'll just throw it at you.
When the lights go up and the game is on. Are you ready for me. Cause I'm ready for you. When the bell rings out and the fight is on. Are you ready for me.
The body's failing. And my heart is breaking. Hell is awakened. The souls it's taking. We'll take them back where they belong. You can not make us stop.
Hey won't you come to try and fill my shoes. They don't walk so well. Hey can you take the death inside my heart. It don't beat so well. . Bridge. And I wait for you.
When the wicked come against me to take my life. Eat my flesh, cut me down, break my bones, leave me dead. When the troubles all around me, He will hide me inside.
My soul finds rest in God alone. He is my rock, my salvation, my fortress,. I'll never be shaken my hope comes from Him. . You are my God my soul thirsts for You in a land where there's no water.
Could it be that I am just a product. Of my own selfishness?. Could it be that I am just a model. That no one should follow?. . Couldn't take Your word as it was given.
Sleeping with your eyes wide open but closed inside. Where light and darkness both are blinding. The novella you write painted with the brush of night.
Take my eyes from me, so I will see in spirit. Change my mind to think, on what you see fit. The heavens declare your glory, but does my witness. May you be glorified in me, Lord may I be blameless.
All that is behind me, this mess of life. Where out of nothing came a beautiful design. Know that I've had but a taste of a deathless wine. So I give up the flame to the hands beside.
Have you ever, ever crossed your heart, ever hoped to die. Have you ever, ever fell apart, ever told a lie. Have you ever, ever spilled a crumb, ever doubted Tom.
Guess I'm filled with the Christmas spirit. Celebrate a jolly man in red. Hope my kids don't find out Santa Clause isn't real. Maybe I should have told them about Jesus instead.
Sometimes it gets hard upon this beaten road. Sometimes I am tempted just to walk alone. I hear your words out of my mouth. Wanting, expecting that. The seeds that I've sown this time.
Another crash, another fall, another failure. Another choice I don't want to remember. Been here too many times. Every day's another fight. I'm at war with the person I could be.
Dear pain, oh, it's been a long time. Remember when you were holding me tight. I would stay awake with you all night. . Dear shame, I was safe in your arms.
We are the thunder and the chorus of war. We are the hammer that will break off their horns. We are the weapon in the hands of a slave. We are the arsonist who started the flames.
On a road to nowhere. Tried to find myself there. I went as far as I could go. From everything I know. . Now I'm emptied up and used. Broken and abused.
The calm that comes before this rage. Love that conquers all this hate. The sweating hands that hold on tight. Far too late to stop this slide. . Strip this away if it's what it takes.