
Date of issue: 31.12.2008
Record label: Capitol Christian
Song language: English
Nothing Matters Anymore |
After all of this we’ve been dismissed |
By those who prefer to eat dirt |
We’ve gladly exempt, we are racked with contempt |
And we happily wish you this hurt |
My skull is on fire with barbs and black spires |
My synapses shriek in the flames |
Yet we reel with desire though chocked by coarse wire |
We’ve been loosed by our raging disdain |
I’m gone, God, help me, I’m done, I’m done |
Nothing can stop me, I’m done, I’m done |
No fear, no doubt, I’ve bottomed out |
I’ve lost myself I’m letting go |
No pride, no me, I’ve set them free |
Lost my mind and now I know |
No pain, no death, they’re put to rest |
We leave them here, we close the door |
No earth, no man, now take my hand |
'Cause nothing matters |
Oh, the stage that we soil, the plans that we foil |
And the joke that we play on the world |
And you drown in the oil, all wrapped up in the coils |
And crushed under the stones that you’ve hurled |
Still we march through the tombs through the darkness and gloom |
And we shatter the columns of bone |
And the world she breaks for the lives that she takes |
She weeps as she dies all alone |
No fear, no doubt, I’ve bottomed out |
I’ve lost myself, I’m letting go |
No pride, no me, I’ve set them free |
Lost my mind and now I know |
No pain, no death, they’re put to rest |
We leave them here we close the door |
No earth, no man, now take my hand |
'Cause nothing matters anymore |
The world is a husk to be peeled back and torn |
My body, a shell that now breaks |
How I long to escape from the chains that I’ve worn |
And hasten my greatest escape |
And when I breathe my very last |
Don’t shed a tear for me |
Discard the body that once was my prison |
For I’ll have been set free |
And when the trumpets call us home |
And I am no longer bedded by pain |
Our tears will be forever dried |
For the author of life knows my name |
So we trample the hoards of the pointless and blank |
We will die for the truth in our hearts |
No force that exists will steal us from his hands |
Nothing will tear us apart |
Though the mirror is dull, the reflection obscured |
We look beyond the obtuse |
And the world weighs down beating us to the ground |
But her efforts are of little use |
The anointed one has purchased our souls |
Death is battered and lifeless before me |
The truth rains down for the children of Christ |
And the truth has set us free |
And through it all we rise when we fall |
Though the road grows more narrow before me |
Though we ache, though we cry, never break, never die |
The one truth there is sets us free |
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