OK, I get it, this is the fall of man
I’m in, show me the preacher’s battle plan
I’ll go to any length to act out beliefs
That my mouth seems to speak with such ease…
Oh no!
The last throes of our foes
Your warhorse won’t bleed this rose…
To regain my all, I might be forced to fall
To regain what’s worth all, I might even be forced to crawl
I’ll go to any length to act out beliefs
That my mouth seems to speak with such ease…
Oh no!
The last throes of our foes
Your warhorse won’t bleed this rose…
Warhorse
Warhorse |
