Woorden:
Brutal Fight Our Merciful Father

do not suffer hell and pass away for the sake of pride They are not murdered leaning on props Since when was sacrifice comfortable? Since when was sacrifice convenient? Our

side I'll open my mind, can you open yours? Right now let's both lay down our pride and see what we can learn from each other's lives Without our disguise

You want a change You want to break the mold Does it burn deep inside? Does it have a name? You're getting tired of the same routines, but that's just

To answer your questions, I'll let my yes mean yes and my no mean no See for yourself No flesh give what's desired It's so simple, the answer knows you

This stain on my flesh is all so real I'm inconsistent with my life and my walk, but with forgiveness I will stand up Time and time again, day after

It takes the wind right out of me, but somehow we both stand up together and get on our way Brother, let us give praise, even in the midst of our shame