Amor Real
Cradling Light and frozen biting christ is crimping it.
To Throw a spanner in the works and break it into bits
Leaving the damaged blasted energy unkept, unlit.
Smoldering centuries tenfolded into burning time
What was an eye-blink seems eternity massive sublime
Forever cant exist in parallel, but bent it flows
Into itself until there's something to the story....
(COLD)
I am the rip
The body stripped,
The naked trip
The sharp cold lips
(COLD)
I am the end,
god's ex-girlfriend
the De
Wayfaring Stranger (traditional)
I'm just a poor wayfaring stranger
a-travelin' through this world of woe
but there's no sickness, toil, or danger
in that bright land to which i go
i'm goin' there to see my mother
she said she'd meet me when i come
i am just goin' over jordan
i am just a-goin' home
i know dark clouds will gather 'round me
i know the way is rough and steep
yet beautiful fields lie just before me
where god's redeemed their vigil keep
i'm goin' there to see my brothers
gone before me one by one
i am just goin' over jordan
i am just a-goin' home
i'll soon be free from earthly trials,
this body rest in the old churchyard
i'll drop this cross of self-denial
and go singing home to god
i'm goin' there to see my savior
to dwell with him no more to roam
i am just goin' over jordan
i am just a-goin' home
i am just a-goin' home