I've got no worries I've got no regrets Who they think they're kiddin'? They ain't seen nothing yet You point your finger try to tell me I'm wrong That
We're getting closer and We're sweat tears blood and come We are now Our skin is fusing somehow What will we become? Why write songs? They only turn out wrong Sweat tears blood
I play dead again, it just might stop before the end if I pretend You may not see the pain I'm in so close to me Can't tell what I'm supposed to be, don
I've always walked alone and I'll never live like one of them And though you've been called my friend I'll walk this path until the end I'll always stand
Forsaken by His closest friends Treated like a thief See them draw their weapons See them draw their swords See them draw their weapons They draw their
The sin of the world was placed upon Him Leaving our filthy stains His holy body was placed in the earth For three days and three nights He descended
, now pay your price The battle lines have been drawn Knee deep in blood we'll sing our victory song The battle lines have been drawn Knee deep in blood
One thousand years you will be bound up When set free you will deceive God's judgment on you will come quickly The flames will gladly then receive Then
sweat and blood pour out Hemorrhaging from the pores of His body The sweat and blood pour out Hemorrhaging from the pores of His body The sweat and blood
stand? The day of His wrath will come on wicked men The day of His wrath will come, who shall stand? Blood and fire shall burn the earth Blood and fire
Nails hammered through His hands and feet Blood spraying from His veins and His body's weak Nails hammered through His hands and feet Blood spraying from
As He left is how He shall return Separating the sky It's up to you what choice will you decide Will you live or will you die? Many things are written
As the pit is opened up the smoke will fill the sky As the air is filled with darkness, they shall begin to fly These demon locusts will obey their king
the wicked With the sword of His mouth He will slaughter the wicked He'll be riding on a white horse His garments dipped in blood Heaven's army following
Under the sea there's clarity, blood streaming out of the underground (as we pass). Corpse of the weak, floating in pieces throughout the coast, invincible
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blood. The stars will fall from space. The day of His wrath will come, on wicked men. The day of His wrath will come, who shall stand? Blood and
in defeat. With the sword of His mouth He will slaughter the wicked. He'll be riding on a white horse, His garments dipped in blood, Heaven's army following
