Paroles de The Struggle

destroyer bruise our heel destroyer break your teeth o death, where is your sting? exultate deo victory of our wordless articulation of grinding bones swing wide o gates of hell break apart the jaws of death the key to the grave is in your hands the beloved sings songs of victory children sing your songs of war beloved sing we'll catch you the foxes that ruin our vines we live for you cry for we die for the sound of grinding bones unspeakable beauty none can express glorious to whom none can compare nothing restrains your love for us o Lord, our God stand before us as we struggle on you stand before us who can stand before you you stand before us none can stand before you yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I fear no evil for you are with me your rod and your staff comfort me you bruise our heel we crush your head o death, where has your sting gone?