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in a hostile foreign land
The message we're proclaiming is repentance and forgiveness
The offer of salvation to a dying race of man

To love
in a hostile foreign land
The message we're proclaiming is repentance and forgiveness
The offer of salvation to a dying race of man

To love
Before and after and in between
One man's mission the ice he'll clean
He's fueled by hockey
Fueled by beer
Run you down if you get near
I saw a black man with a bible and a sparkler in his hand
He was holding a tent revival and running a firework stand
He said, "The end of the world
I'm on a mission an metallic man with the intention to expose the plan. 
I was born and plated a schmuck they created. 
I'll explode I'll erode yeah
away he blows when the main man talk everybody know his name one
Man with a mission and a taste for pain hi, hi, hi, hi no, no, no, no he
Injects
limbs are injected with power
The heart of his mission is peace / And deliverance

Stronger, his body increases with strength
Absorbing a Godly
your eyes shine like two desert stars
To see life burning with a mission
To break the empty circle of living and dying
To leave a child with a vision
I
She had lightning in her hair
She's been cornered by the man
I pretend that this ain't riotous
We take it to the hill, we ran

Fuel a mission
she loves, does that become your mission?
Like a pantomime villain with an axe to grind?
To regain your self-respect, hold your head up like a man
Well did you see the old man
Outside the seamen's mission
Never is a fading with the medals that he wears
And did you see the old man
Outside
You never mix business with new friends,
All black Benz you can call me Pac Man.
Cause everybody know I gotta sack man
I got the whole hood shopping
It was on a Tuesday afternoon
Josie was one of those easy girls who had wide eyes
And she was drawn in by the incense at the mission room bar
You
Fates on a mission and I'm riding shotgun, man
I'm looking for a revolution in these stale plastic decades, man
All he bombs and drugs don't seem
spilled it in respect
So give it up, if your mission's belittling my position
As a microphone physician, making you listen
Me and Rugged Man relate,
and again
In particular the name of Lu Chin Chen
Yo, I landed in Japan with intent to kill
You could tell I wasn't jokin' by the look on my grill
Took
of the chills
He pulls up his collar and speaks of God's will
His body is weakened but his faith is still strong
He's filled with conviction for the mission
hungry
Souls/ Now it comes to me to lead them to the gate

But I am just a man, not worthy of this
Plan / With a strength that's not my own,
Imust rise
turns out to be a footnote
I'm a man with a mission on two or three editions.

And I'm giving you a longing look
Everyday
Everyday
Everyday
turns out to be a footnote
I'm a man with a mission in two or three editions

And I'm giving you a longing look
Everyday, everyday, everyday I write
agent, your law is a gun
Secret agent, you trust no one
Secret agent, a man in black
Secret agent, a gun at your back
Got to get away with what you can
time oh the songs he might have wrote
Tender words and pretty notes with only a little more time
Another man I feel was sent here on a mission was John
my hands
Watching the trains roll by
Lord, the Helping Hand Mission man warned me
That the nights here got cold.

When you're cold there's nothing
In the dark night a giant slumbered untouched for centuries 
'til awakened by a white man's cry: "This is the Eden I was to find." 
There were
dead cadets

Let's arrange it as their epitaph
Throw the bodies in the acid bath
Drag the sea coast and go for the gusto
The man with the plan said