oh you're alive You're alive, the pride of creation Oh you're the pride of creation, yes you are Oh you're the pride of creation
Adulterated doctrine, so abstruse, beyond all reason and apart from any evidence Idolizing supreme forces while trampling down creation Unable to accept
I'm living for the beauty of Your Presence To behold the glory of Your face CHORUS Holy, Worthy, is the Lord Heaven declares Your Rightousness Oh God of All Creation
through You gave a life worth living A life in love in with You And now I just love giving All my praises back to You You're the Father of Creation
, verbally 'Cause I'm a spiritual witch Devils are incompatible I've been around since the planet was inhabitable I spit in the ocean and created microscopic
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Hes sick hes pulling the skin right from his bones and in the seperation she will unfold shell unfold in this seperation leave the seems you were nothing
world and I thought "This is it" This is were I wanna be, running free trough out the meadows and the trees Because I hate the human race, they're so fucking cruel They created
is Tommy Boy Backed by The Unit, produced by The King Perfection pressed with the style that we bring For the hip-hop patients, this is a King and Queen creation
Tonight we can no longer fight we can never return to it once we begin to see through the eyes up over heaven would you ever return to me in the end
So wake from ignorance and take up shield For your creations, for your creations [x2] Protect your blood A sick, sad, addiction to the ones who hold
time I've found peace within myself which truly isn't mine Look into my eyes Infernal passion pends Let my song of creation commence [Part II Creation
I'm very sure This never happened to me before I met you and now I'm sure This never happened before Now I see This is the way it's supposed to be I
I've been waitin' on the other side For your friends to leave So I don't have to hide I prefer they didn't know So I've been waitin' on the other side
Comin' from the playground Take it straight back to the bricks Yo Chris, tell 'em where it is Chillin', cooler den a squeak, kickin' dirt on my sneakers
