This is a cold world
and not believing
will get you frostbite
in life we are forced to fight
I would like to invite the lost to His light
and ask Christ,”what the cross was like”?
-on that day I don’t feel pain no more-
-because here-
my feet bleed
from walking on this volcano floor
CHRIST! grant us relief please—— cause disbelief to leave
—its O.K.—
as I pray that every demons vertebrae turn to ashes
I s-p-i-t lava
you took all them classes
and still can’t see that you’ve been lied to
so, I pray that when you read the Bible
God expound on each and every passage
the mainstream’s aim is to turn—YOU—away from your faith
and make you break it down to the masses
I confessed my sins and became clean
I’m committed to the straight path
that will never forsake
So dont ask us
well
the fact is-
I made mistakes
would slide back
and slip
-W H Y ?-
When I know I should sing praises to the King
because its right
but, its like these dreams are trapped inside
I keep falling for the same things, because the way it gleams—pacifies—
so I don’t pray
I wish
when I’m supposed to go
I sit
light and darkness cant co-exist
ONE has to
die
lastapostle 