...there are some of them that stand here, who shall not taste death, til they see the kingdom of God coming in power. Descent Weve had razors deep in our wrists Prepared a safe place to grow For we long for your blessing curse! Which will grant us the power and will How to get closer to the core To feel the breath of pest Taste the ice cold blood Lose all the senses, reform and redeem Cleanse the mind through cathartic hatred On the border of control where man and beast unite The blinding white light of His eyes gleam The absolute power of misanthropy and wrath For the wisdom of the flesh is death Because the wisdom of the flesh is an enemy to God And they who are in the flesh, cannot please God. For if you live according to the flesh, you shall die but if by the Spirit you mortify the deeds of the flesh, you shall live. Devotee had blades in our flesh Devotee something has changed, something had grown Devotee sacrificed the hope to see the truth Devotee son of the god supreme Nothing came and nothing had gone Future shines in the shadows of the old Ever drifting down the stream Lingering in the golden gleam Life, what is it but a dream?
devotee, flesh, gleam, god, shall