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Cling To the Cross
as i stand at the crossroads i take the road to the cross around roads of rampage and rivers of blood i slay minions and monsters surviving demonic dumpsters thinking only of the one who paid the ultimate price and didn't one time count the cost... i give glory to God as i cling to the cross once wearing a fools crown sitting high upon a twisted throne once lost in lies and left to roam though the devil brings sadness,soul subtraction,liability and loss... i give glory to God as i cling to the cross through legions of demons and lunatic liars through wicked war zones and fields of fire through sinners and scarecrows spewing furious fear and hurricane hate through hellfire winds where nobody escapes as walking time bombs they tick and they tock... i give glory to God as i cling to the cross fallen angels keep lookin for thrills,invading bad brains with invisible drills and you can't make deals with lead sleeping pills cause itchy trigger fingers always shoot to kill gravity pulls with its strong force of fate,i get twisted up and torn as i keep diggin up my grave still i give it to the master caause my soul has been blood bought... i give glory to God as i cling to the cross as i stand at the cross...now i fall to my knees i'm free from the world and its soul slavery...i hear a still small voice and it's calling to me "NOW YOU ARE FOUND TOO LONG YOU WERE LOST" tears drop... i give glory to God as i cling to the cross [email protected]
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