Текст песни The Oil Press

I swore I would never walk away

But you knew we were in the dawn of rupture

Oh the unbelief, the prideful insecurities that speak

They hush the You in me, oh forgive me, please forgive me

How many limbs do you need?

Well I can't be your hands cause I cut off my feet

And I'm haunted by memories and phantom unease

Of moments I've wasted and lies I've believed

And where else would I go? With every mercy you have shown

I'm fearing this harvest I have sown and my time is so short so please make it yours

You wept in the garden when you knew your fate

And the weight of man's redemption was a burden you were soon to take

How can love be silent while his brothers fade
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So there are times when heaven sends a saint to hell

I need to be the body

I'm meant to be the blood

But how can they partake if

I am running from this cup

You wept in the garden when you knew your fate

And the weight of man's redemption was a burden you were soon to take

Love cannot be silent while his brothers fade

So these are times when heaven sends a saint through hell

Awaken me

Oh please, help me believe

You are all that I need

Please God, help them believe