Her heaven's a lie to those who threw away the key Her god is a lie when he fell for the heart of her believes And you can't bend the river of her dreams
I can't stay over you. It seems we drive forever but can never get away from here, just one more try. I'm guessing you are over me, I guess it's bravery
DonA't fall asleep Run as fast as you can ItA's the blood, there is something in the blood IA'm not mad, I just feel like killing you IA've been trying
I walk the path of death Which no one will return I will lead you to this path And see you burn The only guiding light The blackest light To you who seek
Are your garments all spotless? Are they white as the snow? Are you washed in the Blood of the Lamb? Is your soul all spotless? Is it clean as the snow
(Intro): It's a tidal wave, a tidal wave it's a tsunami of blood (Verse 1): Blood in your nose, blood in your eyes, blood in your mouth blood in your
On the cross of Calvary our blessed Saviour died, Gave His life to save the world from loss; In His pain and agony, for every sin to hide, Shed the blood
I lie awake hoping that I will hear Your voice inside my ear, telling me You're near But I know I'll find my precious peace of mind When You speak to
I've been watching from across the room As you free your mind, They all tell me that you're far away, I believe I'll stay awhile I'd like to help
I don't know what I've just said Was it nasty? Why am I like that? I could show you a good time Then you'll know that we are blood-like I've really caught
Lying in the tub Need to spill your blood Throats and wrists are slit Now it's time for your death Body slowly drains Pouring from the veins Blood is
Son of god, I'll slay you It's time for reality And for mankind to see There's no truth in your words The scars on your forehead Are the proof of mass
I've been talking to myself 'bout the greatness coming Talking to myself 'bout the greatness coming Talking to myself 'bout the greatness coming Greatness
In the dust of past mistakes Of tears and cold heartaches Cold skin clings to my face, Spend my days without a trace If i shed my blood in vain Could
Are your garments all spotless? Are they white as the snow? Are you washed in the blood of the lamb? Is your soul all spotless? Is it clean as the
We are delusional, down goes mortality Still we fight off and create as the only creatures In a life kept secret Ways that stand the point left beyond
Are your garments all spotless? Are they white as the snow? Are you washed in the blood of the lamb? Is your soul all spotless? Is it clean as the snow
