Who are we? You gave us Your son as a man To die for all our freedom And wash our guilty hands With Your blood that's enough to purify man And the love
Savior I come Quiet my soul remember Redemption's hill Where Your blood was spilled for my ransom Everything I once held dear I count it all as loss
Your head is a temple, I walk with the lamb At your fountain I wash the blood from my hands I pray deep inside you, where no one can see Except for
GO! seeing through souls of black into absence of redemption no signs of life in this desert of mankind BREATHING OUT frames of dust bodies lay in ash
mind of those who can't see... SLAUGHTERVAIN see...SLAUGHTERVAIN REVEL IN POOLS OF BLOOD stand, victorious, shame notorious celebrating decay, no guilty conscience PAST REDEMPTION
Memory of the insane Of killing in so many ways, homicidal Seeking redemption through rage With hacksaws I decapitated them all Blood covers the groud
sense they never had Merciless smashing shatters teeth and bone Ignorance earned every crushing blow Killing has just started and my lust for blood will
beyond Feelings like guilt, remorse or mercy My flesh holds a soul of Generations denying virtue Eternal hate reborn, time and time again Defy, redemption
Intimidation, I stand before you now Hold my crown, you won't strike me down A validation of all the blood I spill Survival of my will There's nothing
How can you continue to lie to yourself? As I glance back at you You continue to lie to me, you have lied to me No matter how much blood is lost now
I'm the result of an ageless redemption A body with a heartless convention A face with a smile that's been shut down for years Facing the facts of my
the tree Where my family lies, where my family lies? Let the fog lay low on the mountain high Hear the willow cry, hear the willow cry Ain?t no redemption
Promises given And promises broken Words stain my lips Just like blood on my hands And words are like poison That sinks down inside you And some things
that burn, shall climb higher Seas of flame will crush ashore Shed the blood of mortal man The pains of birth are felt again Reduce to none, thou art
taking form Enemies fall as dawn is born Strike fear, all units act as one Thin red line, the power of man Ours is the path of light Redemption through
St. Petersburg someday Hang around with her friends and old Joe Kennedy After dinner I might give her a squeeze We'll just see how blue her blood really
that rages And makes His sacrifice so hard to see As midnight fell on Crucifixion Day The light of hope seemed oh so far away As evil tried to stop redemption