Visions Of Hell
Once Dead
Up from the dust, the dying groan
The wounded souls, cry for help, with no reply
In the darkest hour, the killer awakes
To kill poor, steal their souls, with his lies
Empty mouths, bloated bowels, the wounded cry
Blistering flesh, feeds the stench, a vision of hell
Protect the poor, thus says the Lord
This is our cross, given by God, the maker of all
A common bond, unites our souls
The rich and poor, are all the same, to God above
Empty mouths, bloated bowels, the wounded cry
Blistering flesh, feeds the stench, a vision of hell
Empty mouths, bloated bowels, the wounded cry
The Father of Lies, The Serpent of Old, sends visions of hell
Indifference reigns, in their time of need
All of our strength, will be removed, says the Lord
We are called to love, we are called to give
We are called to do, called to live as Christ once did
Empty mouths, bloated bowels, the wounded cry
Blistering flesh, feeds the stench, a vision of hell
Empty mouths, bloated bowels, the wounded cry
The Father of Lies, The Serpent of Old, sends visions of hell
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