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On that day when I see my King and death has lost its sting. Until then I'm chasing after mysteries. I'm chasing after you. Living, you loved me, Though I fought. Dying, you saved me, My soul bought. Buried, you carried my sins away. You carried my s

The morning is coming with a hunger to feed. I'll do what I've got to get the taste that I need. Minute by minute and hour by hour. I'll feed this pit with what I find and all I can scour. Give me a feather and I'll trade you my friend. It's just a s

Wake up! Wake up! The wolves are biting. The wolves are clawing and snatching up the sheep. For if we speak without the truth upon our lips, We're giving in and we are falling fast asleep. Creating more prodigals. More jaded and worn. We organize and