Maniacs dangle on the lunatic fringe,
Oh, on the edge of a razor and like a door without a hinge,
The
devil, they cackle, could
be
ours
in
a
cinch,
Quicksand, lies, sound warning,
But they won't budge an inch.
Like Pilate they fear the death of the saint, yet they fancy the diamond, the palace, the paint,
The coward within them clings only to that of lace and white satin,
No
blood
on
my
hand.
And in the finale, clutched tightly by pain, their glass house is shattered,
Weeds bent in the rain,
With a Why? in the mind and a curse on the tongue,
Death bellowing hungrily, shadows on sun.
They pass into all that they have ever sown,
Forsaking the answer, abdicating the throne,
If only they'd followed when Christ called and walked on,
Oh, if only they'd followed when Christ called and walked on,
They'd have silenced the madness in the narrow road home,
They'd have silenced the madness in the narrow road home.
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- Civil Rites
- Lament
- Twenty Years Live
- Silence Screams
- Innocent Blood
- Reach of Love
- Live Bootleg
- The Best of Resurrection Band
- Compact Favorites
- Ampendectomy
- Colours
- D.M.Z.
- Awaiting Your Reply
- Hostage
- History Makers: The Best of Christian Rock, Volume 1
- Music to Raise the Dead
- Music To Raise The Dead 1972 - 1998
- The Rock Revival -- Music of the Jesus Movement
- Best of Resurrecction Band
- The Light Years