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Living Stone
03:12
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IT WOULD BE A LIE TO SAY I’D CHANGE NOTHING
SO LAY A WHITE BLANKET WHERE I LAY
WHY DO I DO THIS TO MYSELF
BANISHING MY OWN SELF TO A LIVING HELL
THE WEIGHT OF THE PAST HAUNTING ME
INSTILLING SHAME IN MY ESSENCE
WHY DO I RUN, WHY DO I HIDE
CAN’T RECOGNIZE MY REFLECTION
WHY DO I TELL THESE BOLD-FACED LIES
CONCEAL MY TRUE FACE FROM THE WORLD
DEEP DOWN I KNOW THE TRUTH, IT HAUNTS ME TO MY CORE, I CANNOT SHAKE THIS FEELING
IT WOULD BE A LIE TO SAY I’D CHANGE NOTHING
SO LAY A WHITE BLANKET WHERE I LAY
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Place of Refuge
03:55
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A PLACE OF REFUGE
A SANCTUM TO WHICH I RETREAT
A SILENT FORTRESS
MY ALL IN ALL, MY EVERYTHING
REMINDING ME THAT IN THIS LIFE I SHOULD WANT FOR NOTHING
ALL I NEED, YOU BY MY SIDE MY BROTHER, FOREVER
I WILL NOT FORSAKE YOU
I WILL COME TO YOUR AID
FOR YOU HAVE SHOWN ME A LOVE SO PURE
THAT THE WORLD DOESN’T DESERVE
DURING THE DESCENT TO MADNESS
I CLOSE MY EYES AND I PICTURE THIS
YOU BY MY SIDE, BROTHER
THROUGH ALL THINGS FOREVER
I WILL NOT FORSAKE YOU
I WILL COME TO YOUR AID
FOR YOU HAVE SHOWN ME A LOVE SO PURE
THAT THE WORLD DOESN’T DESERVE
YOU REMIND ME THAT IN THIS LIFE I SHOULD WANT FOR NOTHING
ALL I NEED IS YOU BY MY SIDE MY BROTHER
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Psalm 137:9
02:01
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MY FOOT ON YOUR NECK
YOUR TEETH ON THE CURB
STRUGGLING TO UTTER YOUR USELESS LAST WORDS
SHELL OF A MAN
WORTHLESS INSIDE
I TAKE COMFORT
IN WATCHING YOU DIE
YOU SAT IN THE SEAT OF MOCKERS TAKING ADVANTAGE OF YOUR PLACE IN THE WORLD
YOU FUCKING WORM
YOU MAKE ME SICK
MY FOOT ON YOUR NECK
YOUR TEETH ON THE CURB
STRUGGLING TO UTTER YOUR USELESS LAST WORDS
SHELL OF A MAN
WORTHLESS INSIDE
I TAKE COMFORT
IN WATCHING YOU DIE
MAYBE WITH YOUR JAW WIRED SHUT YOU’LL FINALLY UNDERSTAND WHAT IT’S LIKE TO STRUGGLE TO GET YOUR WORDS OUT
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Purpose Through Pain
03:05
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A THOUSAND TIMES I’VE FAILED
AND PICKED MYSELF UP AGAIN
BUT SOMETHING ABOUT THIS TIME
HAS ME LUSTING FOR AN END
WILL THIS DEFINE ME
MY SHORT TIME ON THIS EARTH
WHAT DO I LEAVE
WHO HAVE I HURT
I'VE SCRAPED TOGETHER A FINAL ACT
A CURTAIN CALL TO RIGHT MY WRONGS
YOU HOLD THE GAVEL THAT BREAKS MY BACK
PIERCE THROUGH MY SOUL SO I MAY ATONE
A DECEITFUL EXIT WILL NOT BE MY FINAL PATH
I’LL DO WHAT’S RIGHT WITH MY ONE LAST BREATH
PURPOSE THROUGH THIS PAIN
FINDING REVERENCE IN THIS PRISON
ONE LAST PURE ACTION TO REDEEM MY SOUL BEFORE I MEET MY MAKER
PURPOSE THROUGH THIS PAIN
FINDING REVERENCE IN THIS PRISON
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Place of Refuge Vancouver, British Columbia
Eli
Conner
Jeremy
Kris
Byron
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