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letra de lamentations of millenia - artificial christian

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lamentations of millenia

[verse 1: weez the satellite kiid]

mama said beware of alcoholics
that’s what it is, but that’s not what they call it
there could be many causes
claustrophobic when you close endorphins
blow your top, like the release of dolphins
you need some reinforcement

father god , we humbly bow
just a mother and her child, needing angel surround
bound to retrace the place of father, bring a bend to the brow
mama asking for your gracious while the hand to the plow, amen

the innocence, i never caught me a case
been apart of situations, weighed thoughts to erase
the players card and alcohol were just a p-wn in the play
and my pride is overlay, it’s getting late i overstay

i’m only saved because of grace
i should say that twice
i’m only save because of grace
because i ain’t that nice
and it’s nice of you or rather christ of you to set my free
whom the son sets free is truly dre indeed

[chorus: craig price]

as darkness closes in…
i know it’s not alright…
shake my head, praying
all i gotta do is hold on…
hold on tight…

and maybe there’s a reason
but…
couldn’t i learn a different way…
but maybe…
maybe it’s the best way
i can learn of your grace…

[verse 2: week the satellite kiid]

the silent victims in hollywood and your local hood…
innocence stolen…by the him; oh no he wouldn’t!
i’ve seen my favorite stars fall like a house cards… power abuse so it’s private parts for acting parts…
a former pastor i know i got accused of these..and then he p-ssed…
and it’s hard for me to say rest in peace..
lusrt a recipe for years of broken memories..in error make the mirror man— the biggest enemy..
stories hard to hear… but not too hard to believe…
we’re all scarred whether high school or harvard degreed..
the inequalities in how we treat daughters of eve..
still pointing fingers like we’re way way back at the tree..
still pointing fingers like the problem isn’t and wasn’t me…
my other face could be so ugly..need his love in me…his love in me so i can see my privilege shades…
issues that i can fly over like the middle states..

[chorus]

[verse 3: p.s. edekot]

why a man’s struggle
gotta keep a man humble
subtle…
for generations
i’m under
alcoholics and adulterers
tobacco pipers fillers
cancer k!lled ‘em
infected diabetics
fatherless
with broken families
four generations i’m under
stoic and unimpressed
disneyland looked us
happiest place on earth
‘til the veil came down
and rome it started to burn
family look like curse
and now i’m
staring at this verse

now christ’s struggle
gonna leave me more humble:
sin upon my head
repentance coupled with faith
trustin’ in the name
forgiveness embedded in grace
countin’ cost with benefits
spirit led & now i’m steadfast

what generation i’m under
dependent on his blood
unified
common ties
no more under curse
freedom in christ
guilt & shame washed away
simple yet profound
all the glory to his name

[chorus]

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