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Broken

Contributed by SuicidalSon on Saturday, 5th June 2004 @ 08:05:12 AM in AEST
Topic: SongLyrics



Once you pray for your live to be saved
You hope your god understands what you say
You hope he knows that you want to change your ways
You know he dont and hes leaving you betrayed
You find your fear with a little bit of anger
Why did you share your prayers with a stranger
Dont you know that it puts your life in danger
Like the bastard Son that was born in a manger

Broken.... Your biblical lies
Ive broken.... Your bibles disguise
Its broken....Along with gods demise
Were broken.... And all else dies

Why would you want to put your faith in his hands
A lonely broken soul in the way of which he stands
Id rather help myself than to go by his demands
Id rather burn in Helll than to have those wing spans

Broken.... The cross of Christ
Broken.... The dead dont rise
Broken.... Now the angel cries
Broken.... And all else dies

Your the only one that stands in your way
Your the only one that lives through your day
Your the only one that hears what I say
Your the only one now why should you pray

Broken....The spirits rise
Broken....Now the antichrist
Broken.... As a sacrifice
Broken.... Now mortalized

One more day to live in ruin
One more day what are you doing
One more day unsaved Ive proven
One more day to say were losing

Broken....The reasons christ
Broken.... And unreckognized
Broken.... We live our lives
Broken.... As maggot flies

Why would you want to be the one on gods side
When you could be the one thats on the high ride
How can you ever be the one with self pride
If you cant ever beat the one thats inside

Broken....Now realize
Broken.... Our final prize
Broken....Lead to the skies
Broken....And all else dies





Copyright © SuicidalSon ... [ 2004-06-05 08:05:12]
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Re: Broken (User Rating: 1 )
by yellow_sundragon on Saturday, 5th June 2004 @ 01:06:40 PM AEST
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What do I say? I've always agreed with your poems on this topic. And yet, this one surpasses all the others...

I'm glad the Son's come out to play... good to see you,

Jaime




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