Lyrics:
The Lion Of Judah is burning
Revelation proclaims his returning
With his winnowing shovel seperating
All the seeds that suppose to be growing
how much longer I can take this obscenity
My feelings are winnowing
It's hard to be a shell
What if I find people who can care
I'm not sure, that's
Spiraling
Winnowing
Grains
Wise in their beauty
Triangular
Pyramid
Feeding the hearth
Universe
Spiraling
cngling
Grains
Rise in the future
Tonight this sunset spreads two golden wings
Cleaving the western sky
Winged too with wind it is, and winnowings
Of birds; as if the day's last hour
Tonight this sunset spreads two golden wings
Cleaving the western sky
Winged too with wind it is, and winnowings
Of birds; as if the day's last hour
trust in you to understand what i must do to weed through this planet
To extract all profit winnowing this rock to peel it
To the the core for potential
and free
We don't all have vision but some of us can see
I saw you there
Winnowing the black wheat
Singing a dry dusty song
Flat as the hulls at your
The plague of ages comes down from on high
To reap the harvest with a winnowing scythe
Claws of bronze, silver rings and bangles of gold
everything wasted
Like words on a page, they won't feel the gravity of silence
Keep me up
Keep me thin
Winnowing the choices
A little more
A little less
where I belong when I am home
As a reckoning of virtue, I imagined
I would move the common plow with simple passion
But a winnowing of wisdom left
know
Vengeance is His, I can see the smoke coming out His nose
His winnowing fork is in His hand
He hates evil, I don't know why they don't wanna
human being
Vacilating on the verge in a blaze of gory
Moulding the eructations of my carnal artistry
Gathering the insides, winnowing inferior guts
road to hoe
Confident we’d reap what we had sown
And the winnowing throes
broke the sturdiest folk we’d ever known
I’ve heard it told we inherited
Day by day we’re winnowing away
at the kind of world
the heathens had their eyes on
Step by step the sun is gonna set
on the waves that sully
delirious and free
We don't all have vision but some of us can see
I saw you there
Winnowing the black wheat, singing a dry dusty song
Flat as the hulls
night:again my mistress calls me:
To be with what is mine by right
Winnowing
Images
Like "Life" so flows the lie
Spuriosity
Embracing Me
Interring Me
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