The passage of blood is a blessing The only true nature is sin And when you rely on a blink of an eye The past and the future begin
And now the loyal has built an army The fight and struggle Is in good hands
The torture of love is the answer And no one has any control And if all of the past Relinquished its rhyme Then the answers of life would be known
And now the loyal has built an army The fight and struggle is in good hands Don't ever bow down to the unworthy That is the difference unto God and man
I used to wonder how The devil could deceive Entire nations like the Bible said he would I don't wonder about that anymore
Fine as an immaculate sunset Cutting the grape from the vine Stealing the fruit from the mother of God Let it ferment till it becomes wine
Profusion and abundance
Now that you're loyal, what will you do? Who wants to know?
