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queen?
If I floated on by, would the angels think I'm mean?
Would the angels think I'm mean?
So I scooped her up using a single oar
It was a delicate job

You give rest for my soul
Heal my heart
And make me whole
You're not surprised by anything
You are God in the mystery

I'm invited by the King

Row Row Row

Matt Monro

Rare Monro

Young Johnny Jones he had a cute little boat
And all the girlies he would take for a float.
He had girlies on the shore,
Sweet little peaches by

Nocturnal Hour has come and Moon has risen
entering desecrated Ground to practice a Ceremony

Sacrifice
Ritual
Black Blood
Unholy
Blasphemy
Sign

Anchored with doubt
So I cross my legs
And yawn the nerves out
By the wind's dipping oar
Leveled with the floor

Strong be my veins
But my heart is sore

forgotten shore
Pulling on your snow white oars
I see you way up in the sky
The sky is where you spread your wings and soar
Nobody you must answer for

Words made of different wars
Worlds risen out of whores
Girls held back by the walls
Furls holding in the waters
Wands withering on branches
Brains

Chorus
Here we are in one accord
To celebrate our risen Lord
Remembering what He did for us
By dying on the cross

Bridge
With thanksgiving

my joy to be by your side
And my prayers arise
Like incense
I will live in your presence my whole life

Hallelujah
Glory, glory, hallelujah

We'll sing

me, piece by broken piece
Move me, in this place of weakness
To fall on humbled knees
And kneel before you

Kneel before the one
Holy risen son
Our

Can a land be made to bring forth in one day?
Can a nation be born at once?

"Thus says Adonai
Who gives the sun for light by day
And the fixed order

Oh raven, how do you keep your heavy body in the air?
By only your black feathery oars and your beating chest?
You're bobbing and breathing like

eyes on You the risen Son
Emmanuel
By Your hand
You work deliverance
Bringing freedom
You heal our broken hearts
For every tear
A song of praise
There is

Each of them can be called
Witness of my ascension
For by the feathers of angels
I was carried to clouds
Risen straight from the den
Among dressed in

Shame is a boat we float in alone     
Through an ocean of uncertainty        
On one side is an oar, of who we were before    
On the other’s who we

the calvary
Bringing desgrace, chaos and death
The black flame of evil

Corpses rotting on the streets
Beast risen from the seas
Blaspheming god under the night

I was once like you are now, lost and alone
Couldn't find my way home
In these deep waters I would drown
Far from the shore, in a boat without oars

Hail the fall of man
Grave misfortune, ill-destined
Your worth has been weighed
Now you're slaves to your fate

Risen from the depths of the darkest

So this is Great Britain
And welcome aboard
A sinking ship that's full of shit
And someone nicked the oars

With failing false economy
And anti-punk

seashore.

Your waves of rage
Because you do all 
The pushing and the pulling
So those little oars of mine
Must be idle, right?

Your clouds spent their time

Red Rivers Flowing
I grow stronger
I have risen
To Harvest a slaughter

To feast on Van Helsing
And hold godly virtue
In swift flight, vanishing
By

Day
The day begins, I'm only half awake

Grey
The color of the fading darkness
The risen Son I call his name
And when I look up I expect to see

the grave
He will do the same for me
Amen
Amen
Though persecution comes
By His blood we overcome
Amen
Amen
If He's risen from the grave
He will do the same

Humiliative [Bonus Track]

Meshuggah

None

soaked in putrid sewage risen from empty words 
To you a legion of nausea 
I'm your sins 
I'm your crown of thorns 
I've seen the blood of generations