I've been here for. a million years. it's only been. the twinkling of an eye. this dark, this pain. it's so unbearing. fire consumes. the tears I cry.
you're up in my face, spitting and screaming. your composure is gone, gone away. calling me "fool" the insults abounding. and you're shocked to find my mind hasn't changed.
in these remaining days, let us not be tangled in. mankind's celebration of itself. rather, let us live as children of God. for what fellowship hath light and darkness.
Got that bottom of the ocean. Pressure, pressure. Pushing down on me, you know. Got that out in outer space kind. Pressure, pressure. Thinking my body might explode.
mosh into the circling pit. slamming to a power fit. once you're in. you can't get out. fear is banished in a shout. . fun is what you will find. when you have a peaceful mind.
I'm all out of things to say. You can't seem to look away. So you delay. You're making me hallucinate. I'm making you levitate. So what are you waiting for now.
intro: isaiah 41:23 & 24. . the roots deep of this wicked tree. they're reaching out seeking to change me. it's struggle enough not live for my "self".
from the very moment I heard your deceit and subtle lies. from the moment you shocked me silent I burned to question: why?. why? why do you insist, you persist in blasphemy of my Lord and God?.
[Verse 1]. I ask this guy is he ready to fight and. I take him to the park. I ask you girl are you ready to fight and. You put your dukes up, baby put your dukes up.
3 a.m. shots ring again. good-bye to another night's rest. . pusher in the tradewinds been cold two days. found dead by the manager's kid. more fights at the show last night.
from mother's womb. to garbage can. the little children die. although they never. took a breath. those babies were alive. the infants are sucked. through a tube.
here comes the ashen horse. death is on its back. the creature utters - "come". the creature's voice - a thunder crack. . (chorus). seal number four is broken.
I watch the sky turning black. And know the time is fast approaching. My clan they all look to me. I turn away, I face the ocean. In the dark I see a fleet of long-ships on the horizon.
when my life was empty. when my life was dead. the pain was taking over. and i wanted life to end. "it's time...to say.... goodbye...for good...". then one day God showed me.
"I hate you, it's your fault. my life's messed up. I don't care what you say,. my way's right.. where's your proof that. anarchy just won't work?". but Jesus Christ has the plan for you.
Roaming, wandering,. Left in fields just sauntering.. Sold off, slept rough,. Kept unstabled and tough.. . Riding steeds that know not their fate.. Forever forward,.
who wants to grow up in a world that's so unfair?. and who wants to live in a world where nobody cares?. bombs in your backyard. all your doors are locked.
On the day of the De Danann rule,. Breas ruled the pagan lands.. He led his people as a fool,. under the shadow of Balors hand.. The Tuatha De lived a life of pain,.
sitting here thinking back. on the better days, the days gone past. before the change, the way things were. when everything was new and pure. when life was free and filled with hope.