My son, clench your fists And let Him keep you from a deed such as this Oh daughter, flee from the youth Who think your beauty’s just a thing to abuse Do you know her name? Can you remember her face? Or his her beauty just another thing for your eyes to trace? Mark my words this will follow you Long after you’ve put pride back in your hands You’ve done this to yourself Deconstruct your every effort No religion can save you There is no labor that can make you whole You are the victim of your own circumstance Blackwater But is it you that you really war against Are you weak? Or are you wicked? You are worth more than what you hold in your hands Your sin does not define you Nor do the thoughts/deeds of man In Adam you fell In Christ you stand There’s been no end to your searching But your labor’s been in vain To find what you’d call purpose And to seek a higher Name But this hollow earth you’ve overturned Has nothing left for you And as you lie awake at night You can’t help but know it’s true But my friend, you’ve been lied to For there’s a life that’s after death There is hope in one called Jesus And as He took His final breath Your victory was won As He hung upon that tree And now Heaven’s gates are open wide They’re open wide for theeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
