from The Usurper Must Die, a free EP
"a wonderful creation
formed with love by His mighty hands
a masterpiece
He breathes as life enters your lungs
His warmth abounds as momma cries
"so beautiful"
they tell you He is in the sky
a child whispers in the night
"can you hear me Lord?"
the years pass while she's bought and sold
to evil men who claim her soul
for themselves
"God is dead, you're nothing more
than a heartless lifeless whore!"
she believes the lie
upon her flesh they brand their names
He's calling from behind the flames
come home my child
I'm waiting here for you
that's not you
before time
a plan was made
He numbered your hairs
and He sketched your face
true life is found
in His embrace
in His love
you have a place"
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