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Speak up, stir the hearts of the broken,
I dare you, you'll regret every moment.
Snake, don't partake in His name.
The blame that you spread you'll inherent when you are dead.
You are a putrid disease.
Spreading hate at ease.
When you look at the mirror,
Are you really pleased?
Take your time like you never knew that this was wrong.
You sit there, and you call me fake!
I'm a fake? Take it all away!
Over and over again, I hear you say!
Trevor Pool: This is not the way that people behave,
putting ambiguous twists on love to turn it to hate.
Dollar signs speak in lies and blasphemous tones,
Skin without bones, This empty congregation is a broken home.
You have the courage of the deceiver,
your burden lies with your false believers,
Repent! Carry the Ghost.
There is still hope for you.
I believe there's more to this life,
then to watch you waste yours burying the light,
brings pain to the one willing to fight,
for the one that is true.
I see children and families ripped apart,
and I can't help but feel, there's nothingness in your heart.
Where are the fruits in your life, where is the love of Christ,
Your composure is built from the roots you call your own, call your home.
Save your hatred my hearts not prone,
your separation is blatant, I don't need to show.
Your feelings of feeling alone, your feelings of having a home.
The fire burns, defeat the urge of the places that you'll go.
Burn or repent, burn or repent.
You make a fool of Him.
You are a fool.
You're never gonna find the faith
if you look in all these places that look like they have faces.
You treat me like I'm nothing more than a ghost in a church,
I'm a fake, we're all the same.
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No!
The worst feeling in life is rejection,
The sad sorrow of being alone.
And when that feeling comes through.
Our emotions are not overly shown.
We seek an everlasting relationship.
Something we can never obtain,
But we'll continue to search,
For something that never sustains.
Is there more to our emotions?
Are we meant to do much more?
Is rejection a picture of our reflection?
Can life hold more in store.
I want to believe so,
But sometimes, my emotions get the best of me,
Leaving me low.
Why must we experience the pain of rejection?
Why must we lose the ones we love?
Why must we live in a world,
That takes everything as not enough?
To the world we're just a number,
Sad sad sorrow, you won't get the best of me.
I try and try, but never succeed,
And my worry mind, it bleeds and bleeds,
for something more for something whole,
To fufill this thirsty dried out soul.
Why can't I find what I want in this life,
Nothing ever seems to satisfy my time
Is this of this world, am I of this world,
I am not above this world, love is not an empty void.
Get up get up, we finally know,
That theres something worth living for.
We waste our time on meaningless antics,
Like theres nothing after this.
Please let go, drop everything you know
I will show, theres more than emptiness
Refute from those who think that they all know
of where they're gonna go.
Guilty lies
They speak of
Guilty lies
They will eat you alive
Guilty lies
They live a
Guilty Life
You'll never subside to them
You'll never subside to them
I am damned,
"repeat"
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