Horror And Sadness (Gregory, Salmela)
A dark night, a late walk in the bush
I wouldn’t normally come here, but something isn’t right
I hear chants and cries
Praising the evil one, he deserves nothing

Satanic visions, evil emblems
Lucifer is here tonight
Black cloaks, lost fools
Expecting a reward when they arrive in hell

Horror and sadness engulf me
I pity those sucked in by Satan
He has them wrapped around his finger
Making men evil, men with potential
Oh why do they fall for such hate
Believing something good awaits

Hahahahahaha

I hate hate, hate for other men
I hate death, death of the innocent
I hate evil, all that is perverse

Oh, can’t believe, any of what I see
Can’t believe that dagger drew blood from the chest of an innocent man
666, a truly wicked number, the number of the beast
Satan’s very own three digits

Wierd cries engulf the atmosphere
Cold patches in the night
Evil spirits trying to consume me
I resist you Satan, how do you like that, yeah

Horror and sadness engulf me
I pity those sucked in by Satan
He has them wrapped around his finger
Making men evil, men with potential
Oh why do they fall for such hate
Believing something good awaits

I hate hate, hate for other men
I hate death, death of the innocent
I hate evil, all that is perverse

I hate hate, hate for other men


Buried Alive (Steadman, Salmela)
Just a little white lie
No more than a pinch of sand
It’s just a version of the facts
To help them understand
It’s just the way it seems
And it won’t hurt a bit
To let them think they’re right
While I just shovel it

I call myself the Sandman
I work while they’re asleep
They think they really know me
I give them pleasant dreams
And when they ask a question
I dig a little sand
I tell them what they want
I’ll even hold their hand

You shall know the truth
Truth shall set you free
No more secret lies
No dishonesty
Christian life can help you
Jesus’ ways bring peace
Gain the trust you lost
By first believing Him

For years I’ve told them stories
That sound as good as truth
I shovel sand and hide
What I find underneath
For if they knew me honest
And if they found the truth
I wouldn’t look so perfect
And my life would be ruined

There’s not much more to go now
I’ve covered really well
And if I shift some more sand
No-one will ever tell
I dig and scratch and bury
I shovel and I hide
With one last scream I realize
It’s me who’s trapped inside

You shall know the truth
Truth shall set you free
No more secret lies
No dishonesty
Christian life can help you
Jesus’ ways bring peace
Gain the trust you lost
By first believing Him

The sand collapses quickly
It’s in my hair, my face
I struggle to get out
I’m all over the place
My lies have caved in on me
And now I cannot breathe
My throat is full of dirt
I’ll never again be free

And as I ponder my fate
I wonder what would be
If I had told the truth
And they really knew me


Light The Hall (Gregory)
My life, I owe it to God, He is everything
When I’m down he lifts me up, my stength from Him
Playing metal for my Lords, I shall never cease
For He is the Kings of Kings, that’s good enough for me

Metal, metal, for the Lord
Metal, metal, scream for more
Metal, metal, fill your soul
Metal, metal, light the hall

Had enough of people of people saying that’s not good enough
Music that lifts my soul is what I compose
I can never please you all, so I will not try
And if you don’t like it you can just push stop

Metal, metal, for the Lord
Metal, metal, scream for more
Metal, metal, fill your soul
Metal, metal, light the hall

I realise there’s no way to please everyone
Don’t you try and tell me how it should be done
I care only for the things God us called me to
So join in the chorus, praise God in this hall

Metal, metal, for the Lord
Metal, metal, scream for more
Metal, metal, fill your soul
Metal, metal, light the hall

Metal, metal, for the Lord
Metal, metal, scream for more
Metal, metal, fill your soul
Metal, metal, light the hall


Temple Of The Blessed (Gregory, Salmela, Skipworth)
We are the temple of the most high God
Congregation, meeting to worship

Temple of the blessed
Temple of the blessed
Temple of the blessed
Temple of the blessed

Stone and steel, this temple is not
Hearts on Christ, in Him there we meet

Temple of the blessed
Temple of the blessed
Temple of the blessed
Temple of the blessed

Come and join in the temple
Brothers, sisters strengthened in Christ
Be part of a mighty movement
Fellowship with our saviour Christ

Much has been said against the church
But it is God’s and He loves it

Temple of the blessed
Temple of the blessed
Temple of the blessed
Temple of the blessed
Temple of the blessed
Temple of the blessed
Temple of the blessed
Temple of the blessed


The North Wind (Gregory)
Now is the time for a journey deep in the dark
Through icy chambers that lie deep within your heart
The icy north winds chill to the very core
Howling as they flow, a truth that's very sure

Christ is Lord
Christ is King
Christ is God
The North Wind

In ancient texts that have been passed down through aeons
There is a premise that just cannot be undone
All we are and all we have is a gift of love
A stone cold truth, stark as ice, revealed from above

And so this love that you feel runs through your veins
Feel your blood unthaw as you are born again
His healing is coming you never will be the same
Now is the time that you must lift high up his name

Christ is Lord
Christ is King
Christ is God
The North Wind

Christ is Lord
Christ is King
Christ is our God
The North Wind

Christ is our Lord
Christ is our King
Christ is our God
The North Wind

Christ is our Lord
Christ is our King
Christ is our God
The North Wind

Muscles, tissues, blood flow accelerates
As you are restored into your intended state
The love of God has restored your heart and soul
The message of the North Wind, it has taken hold

Lord, King, God
Lord, King, God
Lord, King, God
Lord, King, God
 

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