3 Nails Was His Fate
Critical nalysis, driven by eternal bliss, saw the slit wriststhe blood drips onto hearts of innocence, wickedness. Abolish and enslave
in a rage to embrace a chapter of grace.
Left me with a bad taste, the blood thickens as I'm sickened by death;s stains. The crimson bloodshed covers the ashes, burnt remains, calloused hearts piereced by bullets of enraged slaves. New days awake to promising faith, a life set on the stakes three nails was his fate.
Born unto sin, to embrace new life for men- give your heart to him and be born again. Ready to embrace the fire, take it to the wire
you'lkl be my desire, lift my soul higher and higher.
We need to analze our lives , realize we are dead inside
We need to hold onto faith and praise his righteous and holy name.
I'm asking for your hand, touch me an heal this land
bring me apromise that wil stand, no doubt you are the son of man
Down this road of desolation, been left in a world of isolation
embracin' causalties of war facin' crime thats escalating, facin' murderers and thieves- facin' idols and false deities, facin' pain and agony
facin a nation thats forgotten christianity
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