Hands to work and hearts to God.
No amount of light can save you
from being stuck like the pig you are.
Like a pearl of great price, this lust won't be denied.
Spill the seed, done the deed, now you gotta let it ride.
Sweetest taste of a love divine.
This pen to blood won't let you go
The pleasure that awaits you
in exchange for the soul they take from you.
Before you sign on the dotted line,
there’s something you ought a know…
The Devil’s in the Details
In the name of the Healer
the Great Deceiver.
This faith is your disguise
fouled bed in which you lie.
Innocence is placed in your hands
Retribution demands
An eye for eye, tooth for a tooth
you find redemption at the end of noose.
This pen to blood, His name in blood,
In his name you spill the blood, yeah
In His Grace, Test the limits of your faith, In His Grace
In his Grace, Test the limits of your faith
A living waste, Cut off your head just to spite you face
Hands to work and hearts to God.
No amount of light can save you
from being stuck like the pig your are.
Like a pearl of great price this lust won't be denied
Let the Spirit speak to fate of the weak|
You can no longer hide

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