- Abba
When I was born, to the flesh of this world Brought tight into the dark Lead the blind so they can see Abba Father You died upon the cross Heart stopped upon th...
- Bystanders Of A Lifestyle Obsession
I know it's getting the best of me I know it's taking the life of me I know it's getting the best of me now I know it's getting the best of me I know it's takin...
- Candy Apple Smile
Candy apple smile, a gleam in you eye Can we take a piece of that pie? Granduer is knocking at your door, So let's all take a ride Burn a bridge or two, When we...
- Chronicles Of Life
One step following the next Tripping on my own two feet Learning how to walk again Time is my enemy I feel numb today, I miss the pain I've been through this to...
- EMP
Like a falling star, you came In your embrace I find peace, I know grace You washed away my sorrow and my shame Freed me from guilt, You bore it on your back My...
- How To Put Out A Fire With Gasoline
How many times has the conception of what is yours just blown away? Paint me a picture in a still frame that fades to black Your cheap disguise transparent eyes...
- Lessons From The Battlefield
It is true you say, That you will return someday To bring forth your glory, and all your majesty It is true you say that we will return home that day To be in y...
- My Eurydice
The love of God will change you, Bringing you to your knees The love of God will mold you, And this is what you need Appointed in His mercy Deflecting strife an...
- Protocol To Perfection
How many times has the conception of what is yours just blown away? Paint me a picture in a still frame that fades to black Your cheap disguise transparent eyes...
- The Detached
We don't live to please one another Just to say what we need to scream Not a care to what you are thinking Hate-filled rooms of wasteful breeding Few faithful h...
- Unveil Your Eyes
You play your role to perfection Candycoat the ties and compromise yourself You always wear your Sunday best A savant in your own eyes I hope you see your real ...
- Vertigo
We have been made victim to a neon paradigm Systematic prescription to burn in our own eyes Wastelands to the millions Cemetery made of gold Innocence romantici...
- Walking The Straight And Narrow
Through this trial for You I walk your holy way Then you spoke to me The feather of your wings (Upon this road, oh Lord) Keeping standards high, According to yo...