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Phinehas

Book Of Names

 

Book Of Names

(album: Fight Through The Night - 2016)


When I was sick
The blind looked down through their noles to me
When I a stranger
Had turned back at the foot of your wall between
I was naked, faceless, shame became my chains
You deserve to let me rot
You replaced me with tall trees
The privacy that you sought
Well I was the cause

A book of names
But every page is empty
A neighbourhood lacking other faces
I'd rather be left behind

You can go to Heaven on your own
But wouldn't it be Hell inside the gates all alone
All alone

You can go to Heaven on your own
But wouldn't it be Hell inside the gates all alone
If God looks like you then I'd rather be left behind

Did you depart from me set anchor
And walk alone down the narrow sea
Stepping to shores piously removed from my incessant floorboard
Do you dream your chest could fail?
The long awaited last exhale
So you might climb
Become the vine of sin
24, and a half score away from me
How intellectually we shrunk God to fit my needs
Slowly it occurs to me amidst this blissful apostasy
I'm less ensnared by heresy than the trenches
I dug between them and me

A book of names
But every page is empty
A neighbourhood lacking other faces
I'd rather be left behind

You can go to Heaven on your own
But wouldn't it be Hell inside the gates all alone
All alone

You can go to Heaven on your own
But wouldn't it be Hell inside the gates all alone
If God looks like you then I'd rather be left

Amazing Grace
How sweet the sound of silence
Where you prepare the home
Just to lock the doors and
Throw the key away

You can go to Heaven on your own
But wouldn't it be Hell inside the gates all alone
All alone

You can go to heaven on your own
But wouldn't it be hell inside the gates all alone
If God looks like you then I'd rather be left behind

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