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Satan, get away from me.
03:56
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Go Home Satan
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When I was a little boy I felt a certain way
That I could be good or bad every single day
And my mama helped to try to be good
To do my chores and say my prayers when I could
But still sometimes I'd be a bad little boy
And doing bad things would fill me up with joy
I'd lie I'd steal I'd throw a punch or two
And do the sour things God said I ought not to
But then an angel was so kind to me
And good is how she made me want to be
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But sometimes bad feelings come around
I recognize the taste and enjoy the sound
Then I say
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C G Am Em
Hyah Satan get away from me
That's not who I wanna be
Before become something I don't wanna be
Fore I become a man you don't wanna see
As I got older I used the golden rule
When men were rather rude I would keep my cool
I'd imagine the man the angel would want to see
And that is the man I would try to be
Still I slip to darkness now and then
And it gives me a warm welcome like a long lost friend
But that's no friend that I want to keep
It's the friend that feeds on sorrow and needs souls to reap
When I do a bad thing I do fee regret
But I haven't learned to stop completely yet
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But that's not the me that I want to choose
Cause every time I do I seem to lose
Good men do bad things every day
Some on purpose some on mistake
I do more bad than I'd like to
And it always leaves me feeling blue
Whether good or bad'a not for me to say
But rest assured everyone will pay
Hopefully from god above
But maybe it's already in our blood
I don't know if a reward is waiting for me
But good on earth is how I wanna be
I fold bad hands and take a moment to think
And close by big bad Satan slinks I say
"So obey God. Stand up to the devil. He will run away from you." James 4:7
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A good a girl walked through the woods
Her mind was strong and her heart was good
She came upon a monster den and she stood right up to them
They said give me what you got she didn't run she stayed in font
She kicked their knees to the back of them
And they wished they asked to be her friend
She took a pen knife from out of her purse
She cut the nose of the one who was the worst
He Cursed and cried and wailed and screamed
And wished it was all a dream
Bad men will have no friends
In the end
Be kind to the girls you know
Because they are lions
A kind girl fell into a pit
They slithered hissed rattled and bit
But she didn't scream or really care
She wove them into her hair
The remaining horde attacked
she didn't take a single step back
She rolled them all into a ball
And slammed them against the wall
Her eyes turned no one to stone
But we're welcoming and warm as home
She was not born a gorgon
But she made herself just that strong
A little girl on an island alone
The river cut her off from her home
She didn't mope with her hands on her chin
She dove in and began to swim
Crocs tried to bite her feet
She kicked em into obliterated meat
Fish tried to ram into her side
She hammered on and didn't mind
A river monster rose from the deep
The flood disturbed its hundred year sleep
He tried to eat her but she socked his chin
And he went right to sleep again
There's a lion in my house and she's calm as can be
But I know when the demon takes me to hell she'll come and rescue me
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Canon in D
03:17
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Belshazzar
02:28
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Seven mighty angels came from above
some said they were hate some promised love
but plane for all on earth to see
was a promise of impending misery
i saw a sword i saw a scythe
i wept that my family was alive
we set sail for the darkest sea
we hoped in vain that we could flee
we laughed we cried and reminisced
we repented but our message missed
we roared that we believe it now
we prayed but didn’t really know how
And the angels said don’t talk to me
and heathens sobbed and could barely breathe
all will bear a mark that will be clear to see
it will determine your fate for eternity
i saw a throne upon a sea of glass
and reflected on mistakes made in the past
i saw four beasts with heads full of eyes
i heard angels sing i heard mortals cry
upon a white horse the conquerer wore a crown
his bow forced all before him to the ground
a red horse stole the peace from earth
and reclaimed the gift given to all at birth
a black horse held judgement for all
proud men stood still utterly appalled
at last a pale horse delivered death
and regret crushed even good men’s chests
but death said, son don’t talk to me
and he rode to where i could barely see
and stars fell to earth as figs from a tree
the sun turned black and the moon bloody
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an eagle screamed woe to ye all
and we watched one single star fall
a bottomless pit was opened wide
a flood of locusts poured from inside
they hungered not for normal crops
in five months the agony would stop
God gave them a scorpion sting
And Abaddon was their awful king
they stung until we wished we were dead
but not them with god’s seal on their heads
despite the pain we could not die
we screamed our fury at the sky
and in these days we did cry for death
Abaddon said Death has already left
we screamed for our families with every breath
and we saw that not a single angel wept
from the 12 tribes the few were sealed
they approached the throne, gave thanks and kneeled
the rest received a different mark
from a dragon voiced beast in total dark
then i looked and on Zion stood
the lamb with an army of the good
then a thunder voice boomed from above
with a song of harps explaining love
i understood not a single word
my hearing faded and my vision blurred
the reaping hour then did come
and then angles poured wrath on everyone
and tongues were gnawed and teeth were gnashed
and chests were stomped and skulls were smashed
the demons moved so slow and fast
fallen was babylon at last
I saw a river flowing from the throne of god
within a golden city measured by the angel’s rod
and dark of night will not return
and hearts won’t ache and souls won’t burn
and he will wipe tears from our eyes
and he’ll take the pain from our insides
and death will find peace with new friends
and we’ll be with our families again
seven angels dropped to earth from an unknown kingdom above
some were boiling wrathfully and some were made of love
humanity looked on with innocent curiosity
humanity stood at the edge of eternal misery
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Seems we stand no chance, seems we stand no chance. Against anything...against
God. So we'll quit, quit, quit. So we'll quit quit quit quit quit. So we
must...So we must...
We must gather up our armies. We must grab the sword and axe.
We'll send the bloodied angels wounded crawling back.
We will never retreat, we will never retreat,
we'll pile their bloodied bodies at our hoofed feet.
Stuck in a state of wretchedness
God will not deliver us
An unrelenting enemy
That tortures us daily
The time has come to stand
The time has come to fight
Gather demons all,
We storm Heaven tonight
Armor in front
Wings in back
Swords in hand and
Our blood is black
We fly to Heaven’s gates
We pound upon the doors
Deafening silence then
The roar of Gabriel’s horn.
March on men and claim the throng
We are now returning home
Flaming swords once burned us all
By our swords God’s best will fall
Hell’s knights, advancing constantly
Death in defeat or victory
The taste of angel blood is sweet,
We will never retreat.
We will never retreat.
We didn't want any trouble. We didn't want any pain. But now all our demonic children, can play again.
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Gravestone Carver
04:55
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One at at time, sand them down
And one by one they go in the ground
Their weight bends my back, it hurts my hands
Generations will come, and they’ll still stand.
Marking the dead for most of my years
Stones stand in grass that is watered by tears
I can’t bear to see their mourning eyes read the words I write
So I set the stones in place alone late at night.
I am a gravestone carver.
Orders arrive everyday
Someone someone loved, has passed away
Long poems of memory or name and age kept brief
Commemorating a life or displaying a survivor’s grief
Here ends their suffering, for some it’s just begun
Everything the dead did for themselves is now undone
Some die alone, some leave a friend with failing health
If a grave is blank I buy and set a stone myself.
I am a gravestone carver.
Small stones for tiny bones that never had a chance
Parents stand above their child in a woeful trance
Children are free from sin, so on their stone a lamb
With watering eyes and a heavy heart I do the best work I can.
I never feared the day that Death comes take my hand
I fear the cries of my family, so I’ll live as long as I can
I do know I will pass and my kin will carve my stone
My soul will leave, but these last words will mark my body’s home,
Go home friends, dry your eyes
I will be here when you arrive
Do not fear death don’t run
Rather live life well so you’re ready to go when Death comes.
In life I loved my wife, in death I love her still
I’ve joined our friends and family, we’re waiting on God’s green hill.
I am a gravestone carver.
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Perpetual Children
03:26
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I hear my friends all saying they want something
Something more than what they already have
But they don't want to work harder to get it
They want to take it from ol’ mom and dad
They want to take it from you and I
We better give it to em or I think I'll cry
They scream its serious business and they mean it
And they believe it and I'll tell you why
They are perpetual children
For whom nothing is enough
They demand all others think just like them
And need safe spaces when life gets too tough
I hear them scream about the one percent
And how the rich having so much isn't fair
In the US we are the 1% of the world
There are less fortunate people everywhere
But they don't mind the poor kids in Burundi
There are poorer folks in Malawi yet
but they heard a rich man has a great big mansion
And so they feel that’s what everyone should get
They are perpetual children
They want everyone to feel just the same
They want everyone to get paid a million dollars
And to erase any possibility of pain
They know they could fix it if we let them
All we have to do is give them a chance
They'll determine how much you make what books you read
what you can say, think and how you can dance
Then no one will ever ever be offended
No one will ever feel unsafe
Then we will all be so comfortable and sedated
That we won't notice our enemies laying waste
They are perpetual children
Conservatives are the only enemy
Terrorist are all misunderstood
If we give them a chance they'll probably be friendly
They say race relations are a problem
And they do seem to have worsened recently
But I live in a great big American city
And we all treat each other quite decently
There are bad people everywhere you go
But they are outnumbered greatly by the good
And if you fall down I will pick you up
Just as any good American would
They are perpetual babies
They want to know your geneology
They’ll help learn why you should be offended
Instead of working hard and enjoying being free
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