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here are the lyrics to the songs that are currently up:
a psalm which speaks of legends
the cords of death entangled me overcome was i with sorrow sheol came upon me and i was afflicted but precious, in the sight of the Lord, is the death of His saints oh Lord, truly, i am thy servant you have cast off my chains
bow down fall to your knees and look away lest you be blinded revert thyne eyes lest they melt from your sockets fall upon your face and feed upon the dust of the ground dare not to raise your head high, the Lord comes marenatha we are like sand before Him and our feeble flesh melts like wax in His presence our will is crushed by His and yet He lookes upon us with love like His own children down down storm the gates hell cannot withstand the fury of the Lord and heaven cannot contain it we are the servants of the Lord in His spirit we create legends and one day all of our souls will be loosed from our flesh and we will judge the angels
white blades through black hearts
there are screams in the wind tonight demons to your left and angels to your right forget all that you were taught to feel erase in this moment what you thought was real darkness creeps in and pierces the night but angels stand behind you, robed in white these legions of angels draw their swords and raise a cry to the approaching hordes one after another, the sons of pride fall before angelic steel white blades pierce black hearts still they blaspheme the Lord's name even in the midst of defeat their hearts are hardened and their dead keep to themselves leave not one standing let not one be left alive to bury the dead the battle belongs to the Lord in Him is our victory
war cry
fighting with the king by my side he is lord over all the lands i feel the light,the heat from this sword held in my hands broad and tall, these shields we hold long and sharp, our blades one more demon headless now as blood, like rain, cascades i try to look them in the eye to watch them breath their last they look away because of light from He who stays steadfast i feel no pain from these small wounds their swords are made of wood even cold steel can,t make evil triumph over good our king He charges toward these gates that are as black as night crushing all that's in His path with satan in His sights He's screaming out His war cry from holy, perfect lips this juggernaut repeats with every demon throat he rips your time has come now lucifer no more will you tell lies you can not hide yourself, satan from my all-seeing eyes
angel of light
the brightest of angels haunting beauty masks your ill intent satan, deceiver, your pride is an infection your eyes burn beautifuly with hatred your carrion heart is as cold as winter's chill spread your furious wings and take flight to deceive the earth heart full of terror for your time is short
kings of old
the kings of old were set apart with a burning desire and a warrior's heart on the things of God they loved to dwell the only things that could save them from hell but times have changed that life was hanged they no longer love that from above the kings anew perverse at heart 'tis now the common that must be set apart follow me brethren we rise against the tide from the forces of darkness we shall not hide
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