Where lambs become lions,
In this life, we are always emperors.
Emperors and fools, searching for blood
We are all corrupted and cruel
This is all coming to an end.
There is an insect walking this earth,
Embedding vile anchors into our hearts.
Redeemer, TEAR HIM APART!
My king will bring this to an end.
Give your enemies an inch,
Hand the wicked one your time,
God is your refuge and your strength,
The righteous root cannot be moved.
Broken Promises Landed This
I was crucified with Christ,
A lamb slain, A world forgiven.
Now Christ lives within me.
Though a thousand have fallen by my side,
The Mornings reach will not come near.
Ten thousand have fallen at my right hand,
That pestilence has not touched me,
The serpent's reach has not come near.
It sits in anguish, while vacancy fills its air.
Ive tried, and I've failed.
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