Where am I but stuck in this world?
Cannot move but keep on fighting
I would shed this skin in seconds
For my soul to feel the igniting

For my soul to feel alive
For my soul to feel alive

What else can I be but humble?
I am neither god nor beast
One is perfect, one is servant
Both sustain the life in me

Oh woe this ancient world
Resting in the palm of his hand
The waters made and balance set in the firmament
The master shaping the face
He knew each part of this place
But ere' we lost our love and cast in the wilderness

No longer perfect in form
But feel the thistles and thorns
Not living in his mercy, not like before, not till we draw last breath
Breaking through this carcass to be with you after death

Draw our last breath

Casting in the deepest ocean
Lord we want to see the sun
Gallows of the deep
And the depths of domination

By the blood, by the blood of the love of the lamb
We are saved
By the blood, by the blood of the love of the lamb
We are saved

Beaten, butchered, to allow his purpose
Go ahead and kill me
Cause' this love is worth it
Beaten, butchered, to allow his purpose
Go ahead and kill me
Cause' this love is worth it.