(Jimmy P. Brown II) Slaves to the King of Kings And slaves to love Steer the ship by the sweat Of our brow and beat of the drum War against sin with the
(Jimmy P. Brown II, George Ochoa) The preacher speaks his idiocy In the name of prophecy Submit to me to be allowed Into the ministry He knows what to
The doctrine of purgatory is bologna Therefore I will have a purgatory Sandwich with mustard
You tell yourself that you've been had 'Cause even dead you still seem sad Robbed of your peace of mind Letting the cares of this World take control
(Jimmy P. Brown II) Hard not to get caught in the world and Its thoughts when this mad world keeps Blocking your view Through a slap in the face or kiss
Time is a reflection Of past misery so near Loneliness is real Looking towards the clouds For the answer (and the truth) Truth itself is real Abiding
Angelic forces fighting the battles Unseen warriors Might they are There is no place where angels fear to tread Drawing swords of His awesome power The
Silent night, Holy night, all is calm, all is bright Round yon virgin Mother and Child Holy infant, so tender and mild Sleep in Heavenly peace, sleep
A coward dies a thousand deaths A hero dies but once But what no one else has seen Is the truth that lies inside That behind the eyes of a hero lies a
Jehovah Jireh my provider His grace is sufficient for me For me, for me Jehovah Jireh my provider His grace is sufficient for me The Lord shall provide
(Jimmy P. Brown II) Strong is your hold, oh mortal flesh And now I've fallen to you again Mighty's the faith that overcomes But somehow you always seem
For the weapons of our warfare are not carnal But mighty through God to the pulling down of strongholds Casting down imaginations and every high thing
Insanity is filling me with unreality My mind is a pit of morbid fantasy The more my mind wanders The more I indulge of a fantasy so un-utterable The
Should the stars get in Your eyes tonight Remember - remember - Love And should the strong winds Become far too much Remember - remember Your sanctuary
Drive-by shootings fill fear in the hearts of the city A shortage of life No warriors to fight the thugs who rule with no pity The leaders say it will
An innocent man's blood was shed Foretold this was in past It will cleanse the people of their sin Forever the covering lasts The sacrifice has now been
(Jimmy P. Brown II) Imaginations running wild Innocent they seem Polluting your mind A formulated scheme The battle, it start in your mind A lesson to
Memory of myself the slave Realize the one who brought the pain Looking back, I feel the need to blame It was then I cried Help me I know you see And