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Seventh Day Slumber

Bow Down

 

Bow Down

(альбом: Matthew Twenty Five - 1999)


Bow down satan, bow down
Bow down satan, bow down
Bow down satan, bow down
Bow down satan, bow down
Bow down satan, bow down
Bow down satan, bow down
Bow down satan, bow down
Bow down satan, bow down

Hardcore tribe letting ya know
We let the Spirit flow
I'm ready to throw
Down on your knees and get with this
I'm fixing to wage a war against wickedness
So satan can you get with this
Two steps to me I take three
What do you see, you don't own me
Jesus set me free
I'm casting out demons in the name of J-E-S-U-S
You better confess God is best
And lifted up above the rest that's right
I walk by faith and not by sight now that's tight
Bonafide demon-killas ready to attack
We're sick of you taking our children
So we're taking out children back deep that
Rat-ta-tat-tat on your head
Did you hear me when I said
I'm coming for the wicked
I'm that Mexican that you dread
It's a 1, 2 checkup
You better put the crack up
Got my hands in the air so satan you better back up
Look around, hit the ground, and everybody say bow down

Bow down satan, bow down
Bow down satan, bow down
Bow down satan, bow down
Bow down satan, bow down

Coming out like a no-limit soldier I thought I told ya
You better eat your soup cause you might get sick
Trying to check this troop, armed and dangerous
Your boys can't handle me, I'm blasting out scripture
So you better start ducking
You been beating me down, since nineteen ninety-one
Boy things change now, I got you on the run
Coming in Jesus' name, ask me again and I'll tell you the same
The big book always told me don't panic it's just a test
I'm coming after you devil I've got a warrant for your arrest

Hear the whistle blowing
And the trumpet sounds like a hail of rain
Think I see Jesus coming
Satan hide your face in shame
I know what you're thinking
It's not fair for me to die this way
You were given the keys to the kingdom, boy
And you threw them back in your Father's face

He's coming like a thief in the night
Every knee will bow, every tongue confess
Don't tell me how you think it's unfair
Take it like a man, satan's nightmare...
Yeah...

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