1. CHART OF THE ELEMENTS (LINCCHOSTBLLIS)

Words and music by Kirkpatrick

Give me an l – lithium, give me an n – nitrogen, give me a c – carbon, give me a ch – chlorine, Give me an h – hydrogen, give me an o – oxygen, s-t-b-l-l-i-s

Chart of the elements

The chart, hung on the wall of the school - learn every element, the golden rule
Written in stone, we were told it was true – to question it would make you look like a fool

A shocking discovery was recently made, some facts were messed up on the chart we obeyed
An error was found in the weights of these ten, so tear down the chart – let’s start over again

Lead: Guerra

God lives, God is truth, God breathes, God is truth
God loves, God is truth, God lives, God is truth

Lattice energy, orbital properties, allotropes, isotopes, vaporized particles
Lattice energy, orbital properties, allotropes, isotopes, covalent radius

Chart of the elements

Lead: Bruce Franklin


h li b n o c si s cl tl - - Lincchostbllis
(lithium (li), nitrogen (n) carbon (c), chlorine (cl), hydrogen (h), oxygen (o), sulphur (s), thallium (tl), boron (b), silicon (si)


2. ANTISEPTIC BLOODBATH

Words and music by Kirkpatrick

2000 years ago a sacrifice was made for us
When the holy lamb of god gave his all upon the cross
It’s easy to forget, cause it happened long ago
The details aren’t important, plus we already know

We sanitize brutality
We casually let it wash right on past our heads
For our comfort we maintain and live our life that way instead
We sanitize brutality

Antiseptic bloodbath - sanitize it please
Don’t upset my comfort zone – brutal truth leave me alone

The bible is given to those who receive
But never forget what it took to achieve
The black ink on white tames the bloodiest price
The pages are dripping with the blood of Christ

The blood of cloven hoof and feathered fowl stains the floor
And no one but the workers hear their screams and the gore
Their miserable lives were never meant for us to see
So we who do not kill them we accept it by degree

We sanitize brutality, we sanitize brutality
Pneumatic bolt to pierce the skull dispatch them one by one
Terrified they look on but there is nowhere to run
Crammed in wire cages - mutilated and defeated
On a factory farm of any life they’re always cheated

Lead: Guerra

Antiseptic bloodbath - sanitize it please
Don’t upset my comfort zone – brutal truth leaves me alone

Their various parts packaged up oh so nice
You can’t see the blood as it sits on the ice
The life from their bodies all washed down the drain
You buy it so they do it over again

Let not yourself become detached from innocent spilled blood
But I cannot let my painted world get dragged right through the mud
I cannot bear to look my suffering savior in the eye
I cannot bear to hear their piercing screaming as they die

Antiseptic bloodbath – sanitize it please

Lead: Pat Travers

Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war
With the cross of Jesus going on before
Christ, the royal Master, leads against the foe
Forward into battle see His banners go
Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war
With the cross of Jesus going on before


3. THE MAIDEN WHO SLEPT IN THE GLASS COFFIN

Words and music by Kirkpatrick

All leads: Marty Friedman

Shield yourself from all the pain
Let nothing get inside your brain
Ignore the need for others in your life
Stuff all your feelings deep within
Block out the gentle voice from above
Be sure to deflect most of all love
Let your hardened heart close up and die
“Live for myself” the words you live by

The seven kept a vigil by her side
Refusing to believe that she had died
No sign of life in her coffin made of glass
‘til a prince her way did pass
A single kiss had brought her back to life
To live and love once more
There lives the prince of peace who waits for you
Just open up the door


4. CHAMUNDA TEMPLE STAMPEDE

Words and music by Kirkpatrick

Lead: Karl Sanders

Darshan goddess, kneel at her throne
3:45 AM, no way they could have known
Ancient holy site, we pay our homage here
And to your honor we will solemnly adhere

Crushed under the feet, of countless rushing devotees
Lungs gasping for breath, while standing in the massive queue

Follow the crowd, the thousands avowed, to the temple gates, single file, to the deity within
Follow the crowd, the thousands avowed, to the temple gates, single file, ‘til the panic soon sets in

Final body count of 148, hardly a drop of blood was seen on the gate
No way to escape the crushing human tide
When the crowd beckons you it’s up to you to decide
Find your own path out – you’ll find out what you’re all about

Crushed under the feet, of countless rushing devotees
Lungs gasping for breath, while standing in the massive queue

Lead: Guerra

Follow the crowd, the thousands avowed, to the temple gates, single file, to the deity within
Follow the crowd, your own life avowed, to the bitter fall, single file, ‘til the soul inside is sold

Chamunda Temple Stampede


5. FLOWERING CADAVER

Words and music by Kirkpatrick

Hidden deep in the Sumatran jungle
Lives the mystical titan arum
The natives call it bunga bangkai
A behemoth among all plants
Strange enough that years pass before it even flowers
Stranger still that the flower emits the putrid stench of rotting flesh

Bunga bangkai, bunga bangkai

Like the titan arum, you only show your good side every few years
On the inside like a rotting corpse, on the outside like a flowering cadaver
The heart is wicked and deceitful
Magnificent spectral florescence hides the inner sinful man

Jungle Orphan Hindered At Noon Never Peering Out - Calmly Hovers Over Nusa Tenggara

Out of the same mouth comes blessing and cursing
Out of the same heart comes beauty and ugliness
The very thing that I want to do, I end up doing the opposite

Out of the same mouth comes building up and tearing down
Out of the same heart comes kindness and cruelty
The very thing that I want to do, I end up doing the opposite

Lead: Guerra

Bunga bangkai – flowering cadaver


6. 86 BULLETS

Words and music by Kirkpatrick

On a hot Hawaiian afternoon in 1994
9000 pounds of frustrated fury left the circus floor
Years of strong-arm slavery performing silly tricks
To give the callous crowd their share of foolish misplaced kicks

We were not put here just to entertain you
Just like humans – we’ve got our own lives too
We were not put here just to entertain you

Tyke left the ring and made it out onto the street
Half hour of gunfire finally knocked her off her feet
Her short-lived freedom finally ended in a hail of bullets
Her blood spilled in the streets - undeserving end to a noble creature

Lead: Santiago Dobles

We were not put here just to entertain you
Just like humans – we’ve got our own lives too
You take away all the things God created us to do
Profit from our misery as we dance on cue

Step right up, step right up – the cruelest show on earth is ready to entertain you.

86 bullets to finally bring you down / Lead: Guerra


7. DUPLICITOUS ENDEAVOUR

Words by Easter, Music by Guerra

True colors always shine through
Tell me, is this the real you
It seems you’d sell your soul for fame
And trade in lies to build a name
Insisting you’re misunderstood

Deception
Breeding destruction
As you deny

You want to redefine the truth
Rewrite the facts to better suit
Truth’s not what you or I decide
Tell a lie a million times
It’s still a lie

Deception
Breeding destruction
As you deny

The vague and tenuous hope that God is too kind to punish the ungodly has become a deadly opiate for the consciences of millions.
It hushes their fears and allows them to practice all pleasant forms of iniquity while death draws every day nearer and the command to repent goes unheeded.

~ A. W. Tozer, The Knowledge of the Holy (New York: Harper & Row, Publishers, 1961), 95.

A.W. Tozer quote spoken by Rick Muehlbach and Tyler Margritz


8. LOST LANGUAGE OF THE ANDAMANS

Words and music by Kirkpatrick

All leads: Santiago Dobles

Lost forever in the sea of forgetfulness
The Andaman dialect she takes to her grave
No one alive now - it cannot be saved

Spoken for centuries with culture and kin
Remote tropic island where it stays therein
Have you forgotten the language of our Lord?

He speaks in the rustling leaves
He speaks in the blackest darkness
He speaks when there are no words

He heals the brokenhearted
He binds up their wounds
He speaks when there are no words

Lost language of the Andamans


9. CARRIED AWAY ON UNCERTAIN WINGS

Words by Guerra and Easter, Music by Guerra

A final declaration from my deathbed podium
Last words of a dying man to a dying world

Lived a life built by my own hands
Travelled far and wide to find myself
Foolishness turned joy to pain in time
‘til I was left with only tears

So many ways for the blind to follow
All that remains, a hollow void unfilled
The plans I made have come apart at the seams
Got carried away on uncertain wings

I lay in this bed of brokenness
With my last breath I bid farewell
Life flashes before my eyes
I choke on regret with no surprise

What of your life, open up your eyes and see
The narrow gate far away from those who stray
The path is wide, I hear the Sirens sing
You’ll be carried away on uncertain wings

Lead: Guerra

Time has all run out, no more life to live
When the heart no longer beats the blood
Nothing more to give

When your soul is troubled, your will begins to sink
Call out to the One who created all things
No more aimless wandering, wasting your life
Don’t be carried away on uncertain wings

Lead: Guerra

Surrender all to Him, nothing else to gain
Empty cup now filled with hope
Living by His grace

When your soul is troubled, your will begins to sink
Call out to the One who created all things

No more aimless wandering, wasting your life
Don’t be carried away on uncertain wings


10. FED BY RAVENS, EATEN BY VULTURES

Words and music by Kirkpatrick

Lead: Kirkpatrick

After final separation of the twelve tribes
The kingdom of Israel succumbed to idolatry
God’s anger raged at King Ahab and his nation
For idolatry and persecution of his priests
They were put to death in astonishing numbers
Now God’s plan - a punishment for their sins

He sent Elijah
TELL HIM, to tell King Ahab
THREE YEARS, for three years and a half
NO RAIN, no rain shall fall in Israel

As soon as Elijah had foretold this great evil
God bade him hide himself from the rage of Ahab
In a certain place near the brook called Cherith
Where He had commanded the ravens to feed him
So he dwelt and drank of the water from the brook
While the ravens brought him food morning and evening

Do unto the least of these
GOD’S PLAN, God’s instruments of his plan
RAVENS, the blackest bird of them all
FED HIM, the ravens heard God’s call

Lead: Guerra

God provides when hope is gone today
God provides when you must hide away
God provides when hope is gone today

The members of Jeroboam's family who die in the city will be eaten by dogs, and those who die in the field will be eaten by vultures. I, the Lord, have spoken.

(Vocal by Pastor Bob Beeman)
1st Kings 12:16 to 1st Kings 17