Lyrics:
Tormented by a reality of suffering
Dispossess this agony that binds me
Barely living, constant dread
Withering awaiting my lonesome end
Years
existence of nullity, damned to seal my fate in blood
The river has run dry, gorging upon the wine
The deliverance of dissolution
My dismissal, grant my
Under a million silent stars
In the night, in the night
We walk together hand in hand
In the darkness, side by side
When the dawn is coming
darkened solitude
will show the way
No more drops of loss, no fear
Deliverance, warm embrace
Confined by misery, as I drift towards my destiny,
to kill.
To watch Him die and smile.
At His dismay. His pain.
My deliverance.
My cleanliness a gift of freedom.
My walk purified. My peace given by
okamfo o give it to me one time
Energized that's how I’m feeling
Mesmerized by the things you doing give it to me one time
I never see this kind
Blinded by a sudden glare
Like a blaze in the underworld
The red sky keeps on falling
No one there left alive
No one...
You have your back
against
For he's the one to ease the pain
Believe in deliverance watch the world
Become insane
Our fortune is turning
As we're opening the oldest seals
By the last breath, the fourth winds blow
Better raise your ears
The sound of hooves knock at your door
Lock up your wife and children, now
It's time
on, but
take you out by the Spirit and the Word
One by one you'll drop
like flies under foot and in the ground
Because greater is He who is in me
than
deliverance but it has already been sent
It's in the night fall when the light falls
And what you've seen isn't there anymore
It's in our blind trust that
Justice is served by killing you!
Funeral games shall honor out fallen sons
Once free condemned to savage torture
Aristocrats sit high and watch
born
And laid within a manger
Upon this blessed morn
The which His Mother Mary
Did nothing take in scorn
Oh, tidings of comfort and joy
Comfort
born
And laid within a manger
Upon this blessed morn
The which His Mother Mary
Did nothing take in scorn
O tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort
Bethlehem in Jewry,
This blessed Babe was born
And laid within a manger
Upon this blessed morn
The which His Mother Mary
Did nothing take in scorn
(O
Jewry,
This blessed Babe was born
And laid within a manger
Upon this blessed morn
The which His Mother Mary
Did nothing take in scorn
(O tidings
was born,
And laid within a manger,
Upon this blessed morn;
That which His Mother Mary,
Did nothing take in scorn.
O tidings of comfort and joy,
born
And laid within a manger
Upon this blessed morn
The which His Mother Mary
Did nothing take in scorn
O tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort
Well you're crazy Mama
With your ball and chain
And your sawn off shotgun
Blown out brains, yeah
You can scandalize me
Scorn my name
Jewry,
This blessed Babe was born
And laid within a manger
Upon this blessed morn
The which His Mother Mary
Did nothing take in scorn
(O tidings
Babe was born
And laid within a manger
Upon this blessed morn
The which His Mother Mary
Did nothing take in scorn
(Oh, tidings of comfort
Firmin, just a brief reminder
My salary has not been paid
Send it care of the ghost by return of post
P.T.O.: no one likes a debtor
So it's better if my
and enter my lungs
A scorn colder than the void's howling echo
Their cries for mercy muted by their own cleaved tongues
The cosmos shall hear
me
In the valley and in the trial
You're my deliverance
In the silence, in the darkness
You light my way
And step by step you go before me
And step by
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