I'm still a young man
So I think very little of d**h
Who really does, 'til it's coming for them?
And I know with each breath I come one closer
But d**h is just a hook behind the door
Where I'll leave my dirty clothes
They may dump my body in the sea
Spread my ashes miles wide,
It won't matter,
All my parts will realign.
They rush to find each other
When they hear their Lover's cry,
And d**h will be abandoned
When He comes back for His bride
Saints are never buried,
They are seeds planted
Who bring about a greater harvest when
They burst forth from
The earth that needed their fruits,
But it could never hope to make
Enough room for their roots.
(Ah Ah Ah Ah Oh)
d**h is swallowed up,
(Ah Ah Ah Ah Oh)
It owns nothing in me,
(Ah Ah Ah Ah Oh)
Oh, d**h is swallowed up,
(Ah Ah Ah Ah Oh)
It owns nothing in me,
Oh, precious in the sight of the Lord
Is the d**h of His faithful ones.
Precious in the sight of the Lord
Is the d**h of His faithful ones,
Oh, d**h is swallowed up.
Oh, it was always you, it was always you.
Oh, it was always you, it was always you.
Oh, it was always you, it was always you.
Oh, it was always you, it was always you.
Oh, it was always you, it was always you.