Six Feet Under

[! DaReDeViL ! ™]

Angry Son

 

Born into a world I knew nothing of.

No concept of pain, I didn't know what it was.

But I was young, innocent, and so naive,

and I soon found out how it is.

Born into a world I knew nothing of.

No concept of pain, I didn't know what it was.

I thought I could trust, I thought I could lean

on this world, but I soon found out what it means...

...to fall face to the ground.

Try to get back up, pushed back down.

Outstretched hand, broken wrist.

One more name on my blacklist.

Didn't take me long to learn,

that if you trust, you get burned.

Put a name to my pain ..... life.

Attempt after attempt, can my heart

ever be free of contempt?

the scars in this flesh chronicle my life best,

eternal memories of why I've come to this.

The thorn in my side, the knife stuck into my spine,

never again to trust anyone.

Father, heal your angry son.

The portrait of hate, I stare myself in the face.

Mirror haunts, my fist bleeding, broken glass.

It twists, it writhes. It sinks its teeth into my mind

bending me against everyone.

Father, heal your angry son.

Please, set me free, I'm becoming the epitome

of what I oppose.

Father take the pain. Blood of Your

Only Begotten paid ransom of my suffering.

To Your cross this albatross I bring.

Template life led long ago,

Son of God, cleanse my soul.

This hardened heart turn to clay.

Father, heal your angry son.

 

[! DaReDeViL ! ™]

Condemnation

 

Finger points, direction unknown.

Judgments fly, killing stones thrown.

Words like venom, spill from ignorance,

born in fear, but spoken in confidence.

Words received, defense builds quick.

Anger speaks, ignites the wick.

Fuse burns fast, tempers explode.

Walls are built, and hearts grow stone cold.

You, accuser,

you, you judge?

Look within yourself, what do you find?

condemnation belongs to God.

Judge not your brother, lest you be judged.

God holds the gavel, and only He knows us.

As you judge others, so you'll be judged.

God holds the gavel, and only He knows us.

I won't judge you, that's not what I'm out to do.

Don't you judge me, we've got to evaluate our own lives, see?

we've got to search ourselves, be honest about what we find,

come face to face with what we've kindled inside.

Ask yourself the question, Are you ready to go bro?

Don't look at me, you oughta know!

'Cause when you stand before the throne,

it's just you, and you're all alone

there ain't nothin' to point your finger at,

where your at, is where your at, and that's that.

No you can't shift the blame again,

God knows where you're at and where you've been.

He sent His Son to make us clean through,

but first, you gotta learn to deal with you.

 

 

[! DaReDeViL ! ™]

 

Front

 

You got so many emotions that don't click,

so much hate you let pile up so thick.

You kick and scream for things to change

but then you're all out of breath and everything's just the same.

Because you're tryin' but dyin' 'cuz you're denyin' the facts,

you're puttin' up the act to fill the hole where your life lacks

purpose, conviction, fulfillment, and likewise

the confidence behind the sweat that stings your eyes.

All that anger and all your fear,

all those questions you got caught up in here,

are there for a reason, you're young, you're alive,

but the answers are there if you'll just open your eyes and see.

God came into our lives, and He changed us,

gave us a reason to fight and forgave us.

In Christ we're united by the blood of The Lamb,

the blood from the nails in His feet and His hands.

You're only as strong as the chain's weakest link,

so you might not be quite as hard as you think.

A nation divided against itself will fall,

and you can't pull it together, so you're nothin' at all.

Bad boy standin' with the clenched fists,

(give him any lip kid, you're gonna get hit).

Can't tell me you're complete, that being tough is enough,

'cuz we see right through your front and we're callin' your bluff.

You claim to hold your own but you're defending your weak spot,

the hole in your heart where you know you need God.

Your eyes open wide, your skin grows pale,

because you're face to face with the truth, and it's hard as nails.

You say, how can I say what I say,

how can I suggest what you might need.

You say, I don't know a thing about you

or how you think.

You say, I am pushing my beliefs on you

and I'm wrong for doing so.

You say, I should shut my mouth

but there's one thing I know...

Your eyes, they see the same as mine.

I know you've got to feel the pain like I do.

I just want you to know,

there is shelter from the storm.

 

[! DaReDeViL ! ™]

 

Hidden Track

 

From here on i'd agree

You belong to me

This here extended play

I made yesterday

It had you in mind

You're there all the time

Constantly

Sugar honey sweet

You belong to me

This here house i've built

Is for me and you

The little kiddies too

Sugar honey sweet

You're coming out to play

 

[! DaReDeViL ! ™]

 

Homeless

 

One nation under God, and in Him we trust,

well I'll believe it when I see it but I won't get my hopes up.

This melting pot of age, denomination, and race

has boiled over with prejudice, disgraced and shame faced.

Open your eyes people, things are gettin' sick.

Murder is legal, and the killers get rich.

Call this the land of the free and the home of the brave,

well I see people in chains and they're too blind to see that they're slaves.

I won't call this home.

Hate, it's the national pastime. Too late, it sung its song for the last time.

I'm building my stronghold on the Rock of Ages,

not on the sands of sin because I know its wages are death,

but God's love has given the breath of new life. So don't forget.

Watch TV and see the world's definition of love,

immorality glorified far above the importance of where man stands with God,

and I think its got to stop!

I won't call this home.

Every time I turn my head, this place, it's in my face. So blasphemous.

Screaming its obscenities, its abominations bleed my eyes. Disease.

These wicked flames, that flicker pain, try night and day to consume me.

The smell of death on everything I touch, cost of acceptance far too much.

But not for long, I'm going home, my savior's coming for me.

I've got to hold my head up high, try not to lose my focus.

I've got to stand my ground, while this world rips at my flesh.

But not for long, I'm going home, my savior's coming for me.

This nation we witness, the child of progress,

the land of opportunity, the land of success,

is just a caldron of souls that's about overfilled,

an empire the devil has worked so hard to build.

So for as long as I'm here, for the rest of my days,

I won't conform to this world, I won't adopt its ways.

Christ's kingdom is coming and without Him it's hopeless,

so until that day you can consider me homeless.

Homeless - For Now - Always - Homeward Bound!

Homeless - For Now - Always - Homeward Bound!

Homeless - For Now - Always - Homeward Bound!

Homeless - For Now - I Won't - Call This Place Home!

 

[! DaReDeViL ! ™]

 

Land Of The Blind

 

In the land of the blind, the one eyed man is king.

The masses buy the lie, and swallow everything.

But if ever entered such a man with eyes of a pair,

would he rule the land as new found king?

or would he be...

Hit by a thousand stones,

backed by two thousand angry fists.

Hit by flying, blind arrows.

In the mind of a child, the line's thin between right and wrong.

But give it time, I'm sure things will change before long.

But if ever a child grows up strong, with a mind of his own,

will he sing out loud the blind man's song?

or will he be...

Hit by a thousand stones,

backed by two thousand angry fists.

Hit by flying, blind arrows.

For Your sake, I'll endure this.

Now I lay these broken arrows at Your feet,

take them from me, see this blind man on his knees.

In the land of the blind, I can't seem to find my place.

For so long I've closed my eyes,

and hoped no one feels the tears on my face.

But if ever I arrive one day, with throat dry as sand,

will you greet me with a warm embrace?

or will I be...

Hit by a thousand stones,

backed by two thousand angry fists.

Hit by flying, blind arrows.

For Your name, I'll endure this.

 

[! DaReDeViL ! ™]

 

Valley Of Salt

 

Save me, O God, for the waters has come up to my neck.

I sink, I sink, into the miry depths,

where there is no foothold. I've come into deep waters,

the floods engulf me. I'm worn out calling for help,

my throat is parched.

I endure scorn for Your sake, and shame covers my face.

I'm a stranger to my brothers, a stranger to my own mother's sons.

Yet zeal for Your house consumes me, and the insults of those

who insult You, fall on me.

My eyes, they fail me, looking for my God.

Those who hate me without reason,

outnumber the hairs on my head.

Many are my enemies, who seek to destroy me.

I'm forced to restore what I didn't steal.

I pray to You, O God, in the time of your favor,

in Your great love, O God, answer me with Your sure salvation.

You know how I'm disgraced and shamed,

my enemies are before You.

May their eyes be darkened so they can not see,

and their backs be bent forever.

 

 

 

[!! EL_TOT !!]

thxx

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