speaks. Nothing but blood could satisfy these carnal needs. I am your shepherd cloaked in obscenity. Heed these sickening words: I worship only what
: [Intro:] Things and Time strange El Shaddai El Shaddai Mi call pan de fatha fi I and I Guide I along these streets today Guide all de youths dem along
time And wrote the story of His love for everyone He has filled our hearts with wonder So that we always remember You and I were made to worship You
: Come, let us worship and bow down Before the Lord Most Holy Before the King of Glory Come and lay your burdens down Before the Friend who's faithful
: They ride all around town get me to believe what they found they knock on my door saying Jesus is not the Lord pray to buddha every day put us to
darkness. Opened my eyes, let me see. Beauty that made this heart, adore you. Hope of a life spend with you. R: So here I am to worship, here I am
is. My God is Wisdom, my God is Righteous, My God is vision for all who seek. CHORUS: So I will worship You in the beauty of holiness, And I will worship
Jesus We worship Your Holy name (2x's) We adore You. We kneel down before You We worship Your Holy name We worship Your name Worship Your name We worship
stepped down into darkness Open my eyes Let me see Beauty that made This heart adore You Hope of a life Spent with You Chorus: Here I am to worship Here
not what You have required You search much deeper within Through the way things appear You're looking into my heart I'm coming back to the heart of worship
: Come, now is the time to worship Come now is the time to give your heart Come just as you are to worship Come just as you are before your God Come
: Jesus, jesus, precious is your name when you dwell in the fullness of your trinity the lord crush me till the oil flows like rain healing my pain
: A bed of stone To wake upon To a world long dead May this sight strike me blind Lest I envy the dead Let my bones melt to earth To cease and forget
: I reached the core Once the peak of life The bleeding eyes Of empty shells A shattered vision The failure that was man Higher spires Deeper Graves
: [Qorban:] "Through blood and thorns I wandered, freezing, aching, bound for a ruined cathedral below. All is dead, look! Only rust, and debris, and
: Too far I came And nothing changed No reason to search on Is to be found The ruin too vast All is nowhere And every way Is leading here Every step
: Ancient rust on black Scarlet curve of wrath Spill a bleak revenge In Gethsemane I will make you pay, Bleed your scarlet guilt To reconquer day From
: Libraine de l'ame Notre peine est infinie... Nightstorm There will never be a dawn again Our darkness has begun Our Kult is sad But the Worshippers
