1. COVENANT

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2. INIQUITY: AN OFFERING

How will you measure your value?
I have heard the scholars, they provide no truth.

We've turned away from what we were meant to be,
Trading in conviction for a dollar's worth in dreams.
We've blurred our sight with stagnant eyes,
And then we pass the blame so we can cover up our lies.

New revelations are your new trend. A self-absorbed enlightenment.
Words of worth have become slander and deceit. Open up your eyes.

We were meant for so much more. Have we lost ourselves?
Forged from providence but so far gone. Have we lost ourselves?
I'm not giving up on me.

How easily we mistake chaff for the grain.
We are more than flesh and blood.
Look how far we haven't come.
We've been playing God.

Reveal in us the failings of the ones who walked before us.
Reveal in us, the truth that we all have lost our way.
Reveal in us, our strength because our backs cant hold the weight,
Show us the flaws in everything that we create.
To live walk and breathe. We all want to believe.

But can't we offer up a new song? Can't we offer ourselves?


3. AFFLICTION: THE WITNESS, THE ADVOCATE

Assail me and tear me in your anger.
All was once well with me, but I've lead myself here.
My pride pulls.
Constantly beckoning me to be something that I'm not.
If I say: "My hope is in the grave" and to corruption, "You're my father."
To the worm, "You're my mother" if my hope is in the grave, Then what is left for me?

"Did you forget what it takes to walk away?
And did you forget I will never take you past the palm of My hand?"

And I am overcome.
What miserable comforters in the arms of sorrow.
With every wound sanctity diminished.
With every scar I feel my soul retreat.
Oh earth, do not cover my blood.
May my cries never be laid to rest.
But if I speak, my pain will not be relieved,
And if I refrain, it does not go away.

"Did you forget why I've put you here?
And do you even want to know what it means to be alive?"

Have we forgotten?
And what will be left?
...The pull of my pride takes me away


4. INFIDELITY: KINGDOM'S END

I've traveled back from the depths of my soul
To find that nothing is as it seems.
I'll watch the world lose control and fall apart at the seams.
What will be without the great I Am on our side?
Our hearts devoured by dreams and as we walk away we are consumed.

I cannot stay silent:
We've left no room for a savior.
Warnings ring out but we have grown too deaf to hear,
Too blind to see the coming storm as it draws near.

We cannot be afraid to face the truth:
There is blood on our hands and we are moving backwards.
How do we justify the things we've done?
Though too far gone we say,
"Wash away all of this.
And with your grace,
Bring me back to you."

I cannot stay silent:
The coming storm will wash us away. How our feet wander,
They brought us here where swords are at our throats.
We sow wheat but we reap thorns.
Forever we will reap thorns until the moment we wake.
It will be too late to dig ourselves out of the grave on our own.
Beasts will be called to devour,
Destroyers will swarm,
Because in this place our lives are restrained
And we can no longer prevail.


5. THE EXILE

Where have You gone?
And where am I without you
This heart that once burned with hope won't beat without your mercy

Wash away all of this, bring me back to You.

So here I remain, so far away.
There is nothing at all that can bring be back to You
But my own will,
But my own heart,
My own hands.
But is it too little too late?

This distance makes my heart sour.
I am so far away.
Distance from that which I desire and what leads me astray.
I am so far away


6. BABYLON: THE INSATIABLE THIRST

Hollow.
To be without the One that brought us here.
Meaningless.
Rip the roots from the ground to lay down foundations bound to crumble.
Generations will come and go
But the earth will remain.
Swallow lies as you construct compensations for truth.

Trading in our souls for white washed figures and towering symbols of our progress.
We're all chasing the wind.
But it's all in vain.
The same fate will overtake us all in the end.
The workforce marching, hearts heavy as stone.
For the same fate overtakes us all.

And I have walked every mile,
And upturned every stone.
I've indulged every urge
And bowed at the altar of greed.
Just to find that all of this is meaningless.

What is there left for men to do with the little time we have?
Denying ourselves nothing we desire. We are counting down The days until we've reached our final hour. Nothing will be gained under the sun.

I have seen, all things forged must come undone.
I have surveyed all my hands have done.
And when we pass we leave everything behind.

I have walked every mile, and upturned every stone.
I've indulged every urge and bowed at the altar of greed.
Just to find that all of this is meaningless.
And as we stand at the edge of time,
We will look back and we will see
That our gods all will fade to dust
If they are built from mortar and machines.
Hollow.
Meaningless.


7. ABSOLUTION: OF FLIGHT AND FAILURE

There is nowhere to turn,
I have nowhere to go
They've burned down the bridges and boarded up the doors
So I'll make my escape with feathers, wax and string.
Fly far from this place,
'Til there's nothing left to see.
It's so far, down to the ground.

What awaits for me? I long for things unseen.
Your warnings fail.
I would rather die then never try.
Now watch me climb with the wind at my feet.
The clouds become the ground.
I sense the folly in my ways.
It weighs me down, so far down.
These wings can't hold me up!
But these wings cannot fail me!
They have taken me this far.
Father! You have blessed me with these hands,
Though they are calloused and they are scarred.
You have blessed me with these hands.
But they are destined to let me down.

Dare I heed the warnings that you've given?
If I fail then I fail with my pride.

As the salt water fills my lungs,
I finally see that I've forsaken Your will,
And replaced it with my own selfish needs.
But Oh my God,
Won't you let me fall from the sky,
Embraced in flames?
I've done this to myself.

These wings were built with purpose,
But I have used them for my own.
These hands were made to lift you up so high,
Instead they tear you down.
If I'm to drown into the depths then let me go.
For a second chance,
Ill start my life over.
My lord I'll give, with love, my everything


8. MASADA: THE SPIRAL STAIRCASE

Ransom my hope.
Set me free,
And set my eyes to see what you have in store for me.
I'm on the edge of all of this,
Captured by selfishness,
But offering my one last breath to ransom my faithfulness.

With our hands we have ravaged the world.
Time and time again,
I have drowned in affliction.
A shell of a man.
Take this body, this waste of breath.
A shell of a man.
I have served my time.
This body is a tomb.
I'm still waiting for your fire.

My blood boils,
I've watched out foundations crumble beneath our feet.
My blood boils.
Still we plead for sympathy,
Knowing very well we've played the foe for too long.

Savior! Redeemer! Redemption! Rapture! Armageddon!
With arms outstretched to You,
I will welcome the end!


9. RESTORATION: THE RETURN FROM EXILE

There is nothing that I desire more than to be with You.
Will you remember me and help me find my way back?
Will you remember me?
My heart was once led astray,
But with new eyes I can see that you were never far away.
My own heart,
My own hands,
My own will.
With your grace it's not too late.
T'was distance that turned my heart sour,
And I shall not live in fear today.
You are all that I desire,
And in my final hour I will not stray from your side.
I find rest in you alone.
I am home!


10. REDEMPTION: A GRIEF OBSERVED

Come, now child!
All of this is temporary:
I am merely a vessel bearing this curse.
And I can only run for so long.
Come now Lord,
Your dwelling place is now with men.
Send your rain,
Then open up the sky!

They say you're coming soon,
But Lord, it's been so long,
I'm starting to lose sight.
The solace of licking my wounds has led me to compromise my faith
In all you stood to create.

There's no sun or moon,
For You will burn so bright.
We will become shadows in the warmth of your light.

I'm tired of being so thin,
So in need of constant reassurance to fill the holes in my chest, and I'm cracking,
I'm finally breaking.
Oh, let me crumble 'till I'm nothing more than dust,
And remake me to withstand myself and this separation.
They say all we have is ourselves,
But this is so obviously not enough.
So many times I've felt like giving up
And I'm holding on by my fingertips
And I feel like screaming,
I feel so alone.
And though I've heard your voice before,
For my feeble mind,
I fear it is not enough.

Catch glimpse of a falling star
Illuminating the depths of our world
And burning away the pestilence of mankind.
Oh my God, send your rain!
There will be no more death or mourning,
No more crying or pain.
For the old order of things has passed away.
Write this down:

All of this has passed away!
It is done!


11. THE THOUSAND YEARS

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