August burns Red

August burns Red, a photo by JustinTshockley.com on Flickr.

Via Flickr:
Lyrics from the song:Cutting The Ties by August Burns Red
(christian band)

Silence is a frustrating answer when all you want is a sign.
Silence is a frustrating answer when all you wanted is a sign.

It’s hard to be surrounded by the ones that you love when they keep passing you by.
(passing you by)

Beneath the tough facade I know that we are getting through.
None of us are ready to just remember you.

Whenever you are lost, I know that we can find you standing outside screaming at the sky.

Don’t let the tears of agony consume your heart.
Let it beat on in hopes and dreams of a new start.

No one knows the weight on your shoulders.
No one knows the burdens you bare. These thoughts won’t stop.

I’d be so easy to take the easy way out. I’d be so easy to take the easy way out.

Compassion is a beautiful thing, so show some for yourself.
Rock solid from the outside looking in.
Rock solid from the outside looking in. Inside you’re praying for help.
Rock solid from the outside looking in. You’re praying for help.

It’s hard to be surrounded by the ones that you love when they keep passing you by.
(passing you by)

Beneath the tough facade I know that we are getting through.
Life is a gift. Remember this. Remember this.

Break free. Break free. Break free.

I know silence is a hard answer when all you want is a sign.
Patience is a virtue. (a virtue) You will be revived.

Coptic 

(inspired by Egyptian Coptic Christian Poem)

No matter what happens I'll die with my faith
this pain this dagger in my flesh
torturing me
torment
years on end

But I'll die with my faith
tears and thought so ending it all
the cross submerged by the broken levy
my air on fire within me
with salt in lung
sinking

But still
I'll die with my faith

Fall down
get up
cry repent
beg God and plead
for a hand to hold
in a desert so dry
where a wet tear should appear
now dry
where I would cry I say

I'll die with my faith

Over and again I crawl to win
the end is the win
not beginning or half end
the final point
the end

So scared with wombs
 I go I go
no matter what I moan
for freedom my heart wails
bellows with the volume of the brightest star
saying

Ill go until spent
and I'll die
I'll die with my faith

I

A Steady Slow

I used to think
that love was merely a calm
straight
stream
But now love I see
love what you tried to give me to see
how blind you are
but how beautiful to me

a wild water
rapid roar and crash
an avalanche with emotion
a steady calm lake
so quiet the stillness makes one laugh

so steady so constant
you never leave the beloved behind
so forgiving
your sweetness bears no grudge after 20 years time

you stand there
just
hear what I'm saying about love
just standing there
picture what I'm saying
fixated there
feel what I'm moaning

stayed.

there.

how prideful I've been
love
so arrogant to imply I knew you
called another you
how I still have the lies in my heart
but you wait
still you wait for me
but this old soul
tired of truth gone wrong

slowly looking down
more and more mirth filling my soul
the grace in realizing
you
and it was always you
loved me
first.

New Face

do you think the holy chorus
an homage to your name
all angels align in jubilee

to your record you've made free of shame
vestals lot blameless
all folly remembered not
a made man of your own premonition
a prophet of heads whim

but the master is one who made you pretty
your heart still filled with that shame
its the son's record you've been given
no need therefore to mask your shame

its him he is perfection
its him his beautiful face
we behold alongside his glory
now and only now
neglecting our folly
we feast on the masters face.....

War

Met a whore one day
she told me she was happy

free

I want to make some money
travel
be free

I love the way it feels
globetrotting the land
I am master of my dominion

My opinion rules this land
I make no man my master
I live inside the truth of my mind

no Christ emerging to shatter
the kingdom I've designed

alas I said to this whoremonger
this harlot who doth invade
the uncleanness with which she emboldened
the fear absent in this knave.

Then suddenly I saw it
the scales dropped from my eyes
before I could loose a consenent
vowels still being molded in my mind

I saw before me a mirror
the whoremonger had my eyes
the harlot my neck
the Jezebel my thighs

She was me she was me
my heart felt truths sting

I was the loose harlot
my self righteousness my own
dear Lord please free me

Emancipate my mind.

Feardom

I thought I was fearless. But now I know I am not.
I have one fear.
one deep deep dark fear.
Its a cosmic fear.
its the fear that there is nothing in this universe that I can rely on.
which as you can imagine will effect everything I encounter in the world I live in.
It will effect my universe.
I now know it is only God who can conquer that fear.
I am in fact afraid that love itself doesn't exist.
What else can exist if this is a world where nothing lasts forever.
What else but darkness.
Ah.
But if Jesus rose from the grave. Which I believe he did.
Then there is one thing in the universe that will never end.
Then love does exist.
Then my fears are swallowed in a sea of endless love.
My fears are not truth.
My fears have died.
And I my friends... Free.
My fear no longer feardom..

Maybe we're the last two people on earth fighting sin with bloody knuckles. On earth made with plastic. like bags blowing against the god of wind. ears of chocolate and hearts made to be petty. I cry upward shout long and steady. a melody for the win.

Adorable Baby Crashes Daddy's Concert from coffey on GodTube.

And so I boldy asked of evil, 'what use do I have of thee?'
 then a loud bellowing rolled on past my shoulder behind me
 It was Lazarus who laughed. Like thunder on the ground below.
And with Joy at the site of victory;
for he and the angels who appreared knew I relaized.
 Sin had no grip on me.
 And good which now had it's day
 could dance and run free...

The God Plan

don't have to withhold love
don't have to judge
don't have to separate
don't have to fear my mistakes
don't have to focus on self
in fact I forget sometimes I'm me
all is made new
like the butterflies above
and the one thing I know
God is Love.