He who cannot stand for his Lord will sleep forever without wake.
Among us are faithless but I am not of them
for I long only to die in His arms.
for the sheep will soon be stripped and it will freeze without protection.
Bare blooded and ripe for failure.
This is where all are defined by His will.
Thy knees will testify, did he stand to the throne?
The pigs drown spiraling alone.
Do you not see this pride itself is an infection?
Nigh is the hour when trumpets will close the graves
and may those who stood for their Lord rejoice, let cowards sink and settle for remorse.
Three times to the skies our hands we raise: Reverse this curse, this violent plague.
Live like a wordless dog, may you forever remain silent.
Or stand for His throne.
Relieve the world of its infectious ailment.
We are his testament serving as the heart and flesh.
We are the testament.
- A Filthy Addiction
- The Sound, The Flood, The..
- In The Eyes Of God
- The Serpent's Tongue
- The Final Words
- The Architect
- 1. A Filthy Addiction
- 2. Forgive me
- 3. You've Changed
- 4. Composed Of Stone
- 5. Napalm
- 6. Revelations
- 7. Conviction
- 8. Questioning God
- 9. Juggernaut
- 10. Call To Arms