by Paths of Possession on album Promises In Blood
Blood slowly fills the sky As the angels start to burn Heavens awakening shackled still to his hand Rip at the womb to flush out the child Of the unfaithful whore Laying in waste for a derelict world
by Darlene Zschech feat. Michael W. Smith on album Music Inspired by the Story
We met pain in a garden where we lived a lie We met hope in a manger and a baby’s cry Rescued by hands bleeding grace Are we ready to see His face? On the great day He will come to claim us with a
by Suzzy Roche on album Holy Smokes
The phone rings ... who could it be That religious guy from brooklyn Did we meet by accident ... yes we did Did we communicate ... I guess we did He says I pray throughout my salesman's day Stay late
by Chelsea Grin on album Evolve
No more heroes No more ties No more saviours No more lies Promise me, promise me, promise me that with a crown of thorns I will be made devine in the eyes of the damned I, I lead the path unto a blac
by The Savior on album Pave the Way
And we should be angry that my raps that I'm rapping to my community should be feeling ways u know what I'm saying they should be feeling the same atrocity that they gave to me immediately Mama said
by Lustra on album What You Need & What You Get
Scotty doesn't know that Fiona and me Do it in my van every Sunday She tells him she's in church but she doesn't go Still she's on her knees and Scotty doesn't know! Oh Scotty doesn't know! So don't
by Second Coming on album 13
this is a calling to young and the wreckless i gotta plan if you can dig it we'll take this world like a muthafuckin' a-bomb they don't know ya, man they don't know what yer on hail us and the psycho
by God Module on album Prophecy
Watching the wreckage fall from where the stars shine. Seven angels call our kingdom come. Searching for patterns in the static of space. The black moon has eclipsed the sun. Our watchers say they
by Various Artists on album Music Inspired By the Story
[Performed by Michael W. Smith & Darlene Zschech] We met pain in a garden where we lived a lie We met hope in a manger and a baby’s cry Rescued by hands bleeding grace Are we ready to see H