Lyrics:
Zion"
To be reborn lets you be scorn by the ways of the wicked
Who pillage our communities and natural resources for profit
He said "My children, each
And great was her scorn
I offered to take her to Donnybrook Fair
And to buy her fine ribbons to tie up her hair
I offered to marry and to stay by her
And the intern was a mess
And they did the same to Matthew
And he bled till Sunday night
They're saying don't be frightened
But you're weakened by the sight
Restoration
Evidence of Your Mercy
Your promises are ever sure
My Jehovah Elohim
I know You in Your deliverance
Delivered me from the strong ones
And gave me
made the darkness bright
Greater lights to rule by day
Lesser tights to rule by night.
Nothing or no one can change them
Adjust or even rearrange them
In our
Minds eye
Certainty
All powerful
Beyond blindness and fear
Confident
Fused with vanity,
Arrogant
Propelled by scorn.
Foresight
I hauled myself up out of a ditch
I built me an ark out of gopher wood and pitch
Sat down by the roadside and waited on the rain
Honey, I'm
he's just a stained class king
Transfixed at deliverance, is this all there is
Faithless continuum, into the abyss
Fierce is my conviction, absolute
he's just a stained class king
Transfixed at deliverance, is this all there is
Faithless continuum, into the abyss
Fierce is my conviction, absolute
Your independence is a half ass deliverance
The train left the station
The recognition of the same old condition
Your symptoms showing through
Well
'til it sticks between your teeth
Glory, glory we've killed the beast
Blinded by glittery diamonds
Resting on crooked fingers
Shaded eyes they are
Your independence is a half ass deliverance
The train left the station
The recognition of the same old condition
Your symptoms showing through
Well
God's lookin' for an Army
He's callin' up Soldiers
In Spiritual Battle
God's callin' you by name
So Won't you rise up
Put on your armor and rise up
Jesus loves me, I know, Bible tells me so
You wanna be Christ-like, gotta have child-like (Faith)
Consider it a trial by faith, living in His grace
Walking through your history
Within the gospel story
What you do is good and perfect
All deliverance and freedom from you
Oh
In your name
All oppression
God will turn my mess
To a message by His breath
I believe
God will turn my test to testimony
By His breath, I believe
Oh hear the voice of the Lord
Yea, I got a question
Are you ready for war
Sick and tired of being on the defense
Let's go on the offense
Let's go
It's the Holy-Ghost drive-by
Cell by cell and frame by frame
Names, dates, it's all immaterial:
We big dicks sick rhyme killer like cereal
I burn like venereal
Spit that imperial
cry
His quiet waters will never, never run dry
Nearing death's vale, He's here by my side
He leads me to paradise a mountain so high
Don't be
creating
Love child, never meant to be (wait, wait, won't you wait now, hold on)
Love child, (scorn by) society
Love child, always second best
Love
licks his fingers and suffers Missy Bimbo's scorn
Circus town's been born
Oh, and a press roll drummer go, ballerina to-and-fro
Cartwheelin' up
licks his fingers and suffers Missy Bimbo's scorn
Circus town's been born
Oh, and a press roll drummer go, ballerina to-and-fro
Cartwheelin' up
born
And laid within a manger
Upon this blessed morn
The which His Mother Mary
Did nothing take in scorn
O tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort
creating
Love child, never meant to be (wait, wait, won't you wait now, hold on)
Love child, (scorn by) society
Love child, always second best
Love
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