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forevermore
In places that our hands restored
By selfless love revealed

Where kindness overcomes the mean
Where love is like the morning's gleam
And peace,

I know God's love is an unending love
Beyond all thought or comprehension
I know we love because he first loved us
His word is a light to my way.

erased by the rise of new kind of misanthropic wrath. 

The earth is scorched, 
As we dwell towards the gates of our mortal existence. 
The twisted

Slaves Shall Serve

Behemoth

Metal for the Masses, Vol. 4

2005

We have no fear
Our time had come
Our will is done

Dance, dance!
O Mighty One
In the fields ov Aqert
And spit
Upon slaves ov death

War God

cultural assimilation 
Cast, cast by, the stones, and stricken to the reeds 
When it comes to playing God we are unforgiving  
This, this is cultural

God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen

Chris Rice

The Living Room Sessions: Christmas

2001

God rest ye merry gentlemen, let nothing you dismay
Remember Christ our Savior was born on Christmas Day
To save us all from Satan's power when we

a saint
I don't claim to be a god damn thang that I ain't
It's getting old

Glitter ain't gold, man it ain't what you see
I was raised by the wolves in

makes us whole
Her meals are more than just a taste
They fill our hearts with God's own grace
Built on faith this house will stand
Guided by the Lord's

Touring for our own, no
This is a -this is a
Charity tour for Mark's balls
Mark: We're trying to raise enough
Money to shave my nuts
Please give generously

Jesus, our Messiah
God's promised one
All through generations He said that He would come
Now here in lowly manger
That promise now complete
The shepherds

sinners
Our Lord began to teach
That any who would come to Him will never leave His reach
The man that healed the masses
Betrayed by his own
On the cross

This Is Not Paradise

Death in June

But, What Ends When the Symbols Shatter?

of man on boxes
Are not the vox or voces
Of god or gods
They are the forms of the breaths of dust
This is the great ocean of birth and death
Kye ma kya ma

it's ours
Been feeling down lately
My hometown's under heavy rain and I, I feel so lonely
No sound comes out, but I'm singing
Grab me by my waist, set me

plan
Greed and hunger in their eyes
Does come the white man

The Great Chief in Washington
He wants to buy our land
Offering security
He says he is our

God's promise
The Lord will provide

Though often temptations
Arise in our path
And fill us with fear
We can triumph by faith
When tempted, though weak

Here are now!
Ride on the death's back
We are left behind
For the revenge of a bloodthrist god
Cause death is our true lord now!
We're bleeding

out the hearts of men before His judgment-seat
Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer Him! Be jubilant, my feet!
Our God is marching on

Glory, glory,

is lost, swallowed by your might.
Is this the end of our story, our final, tragic fall?
Or will we rise from the ashes, reclaim our all?

Obsolete,

I've behold how cruel you can be
I'm talking to you, but you are we
Black tears melt our waxen disguise
Modernity is rotten, so hard to realise

Fake

is true
Your pain ensued
Inferior to mine
Crushed by our front line

Not wanting to kill
But not unwilling
It's our lord's will
In his name are our

for crying
When God's little experiment
"Life on Earth" - goes wrong
And our planet's dead and gone
And our Creator shuts the whole thing
Down
A lot

Fell from the sky
With black essence
Breaking the rules of God
Rejected by the one who they call saviour
Justice may be done
Satan essences is in

by hatred, and his will of blight
The god of Death has summoned these horrors
Demons and dragons crawling from the Depths
Wrecking our kingdom,

To be in this world is
To be surrounded by
The rulers and powers
In this unseen divide
To be steadfast means we must prepare to trust
Many times our