make mistakes, often slip Just common flesh and bones But I?ll prove someday just what I say I?m of a special kind When He was on the cross I was on His mind A
'm not on an ego trip i'm nothing on my own i made mistakes i often slip just common flesh and bones but i'll prove someday just why i say i'm of a
name onto my lungs. every breath i take.is for you. every prayer i say. for you. you cut your name.into my flesh.all the blood is for you.like a prayer
[speech] We're not going anywhere.
in fanciful tradition (2X). Our hearts go out to you. We will never fit your rubric, and we don't feel a need to try. Our intention is not to offend,
With a fist adorned in brass, it's time to stand up and fight your fears. Never back down, never give up. This isn't about looking tough, it's about lifting
I observe (disgusted by what I observe). I am so tired of a finger pointed at me - with closed eyes and a loud mouth, are you unwilling to learn? I am
freedom. We are saved by grace. So give me peace through these times of struggle, and hope through these times of despair. Give me the heart of a servant
[Outro] (Instrumental)
talents so carefully endowed, brothers and sisters, our task is begun. This is the crucible we were meant to overcome. We do not rest in a city upon a
not realize what you've done? A sugar-coated message wrapped in ambiguity. Desacralized, a watered-down gospel. Decontextualization runs rampant. Unmitigated autonomy is the only goal. A
Flesh against flesh. Destroyer of beauty, so alluring, eternally devastating. A sick perversion of intimacy. So deeply rooted into my heart, Lord free
in the artistry painted across the evening sky. Empty space became your canvas. Everything I observe around me screams out your name. The stars are a
(Charlatan Cover) Hold your head high heavy heart. Things can only get better from here. Let Him be your light through dark times. Hold your head high
very best" How could you treat anyone like this. I would never treat anyone like this. but everyone misses someone more then they would like to admit. So I'm writing you a
Cuida tu espalda y a tu amor, decidire tu suerte. Voy sintiendo que no soy quien soy. Llega la noche afilo mi puno Buscando un signo, buscando una senal Voy a
翻訳: BJトーマス. 古い頑丈なクロス.
翻訳: ジムクローチェ. 私が行ったことのある顔.
