My Epic - Perfector lyrics

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.