Layers of grey violence above
See carnal truths contract and lastly fall
Come Lord! Spill forth thy sinless Guilt
And for man - a crown forged from a harlots pride
who*ecrown - sceptre of the highest shame - who*ecrown
who*ecrown - throne engrafted in decay - who*ecrown
Caustic psalms rushing through the vault of wills
Zealously mocking the toad of time
Gasping for air and the strength of the Depths
To with one final breath - curse the flesh
who*ecrown - robes of j**eled harlotry - who*ecrown
who*ecrown - orb of Hell's symmetry - who*ecrown
"I'm talking about holiness. I'm talking about Godliness. I wish! Do you know what a move of God would be in this place? If all of you came under conviction, if I myself came under conviction of the Holy Spirit, we fell down on our faces and weeped because we watch the things that God hates..."
Circles of pale violence below
See the law of the flesh sunder and reduce to dust
Come Lord! Spill forth thy sweet Wrath
And for man - a crown forged from the brightest curse
who*ecrown - scepter of the highest shame - who*ecrown
who*ecrown - throne engrafted in decay - who*ecrown
"...because we wear the things that God hates, because we act like the world, look like the world, smell like the world!
Oh, that God will glow on this place, that we would turn away from our sin, that we would renounce the things that are displeasing to God, and, then, that we would run to Him and we would relish Him and we would love Him. Oh, that God would raise up missionaries.
Oh, God, work in this place, please work in this place, dear God! Please! ... Please!"