mark of the beast rips that outa sins hand water to the street simp man im blasten dumbfounded, got me in a state im drown'n some care for large fountains not me, carnel mind won't possess thee run towards them mountains demolish the fallen, call in the polish wax on, wax off 3 steps to my song you right and I'm wrong forgive, open the heart to wins im in, no end, embedded silence, calms the lamb quite time and some freinds waiting for that, find me in the Stix reminiscing it's bad got me in a season of lax learning through the word we bad without, what you did im out the drinks stout, collard greens can't amount frolicking can't renounce what you've done, God and Your son clearly envisioned, what you are capable of I couldnt imagine whats your standard, is we reacting fallen nature is were we are planted grow and know, with you im home show and show. with you I know long road doesn't seem so far with your hand guiding, it's on and on and hide in the mountains if your crimes spree isn't admitted, closer to the father through the son is admission we in it we get it we get it come on mee don't fallback to that carnel stigma tree roots deep imbetted stand free exodus can I exhale thus get through my lists the father on your side is a must Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, yashua feel um praying on my knees got me, reaching for something more Holy