Psalms of the Seventh Gate
How does this end
By sword or swallowed by the Earth
When will we bend
Our wills to match the coming curse
By the light
Of that gate
That keeps calling
Closer and closer to death and devotion
How does it feel
To know the end is drawing nigh
How can we heal
The earth or should we even try
Dare we fein
self-deny
When it's already over
Closer and closer to death and devotion
Our offering's the body and blood of the wretched and torn
I hear her voice softly say
Thy strength indeed is small
Child of weakness, lie in wait
Find in me strength to move on
Through your days
Till the end
When you're called
To come home and ascend
Have faith in the process
The devil's in the context
Still waiting for that reset
Watch and keep waiting
And keep wishing on that star
Of mourning and of breaking
In the evening from afar
How does this end
By sword or swallowed by the earth
When will we bend
Our wills to match the coming curse
How does it feel
To know the end is drawing nigh
How can we heal
The earth or should we even try
Dare we fein
Self-rely
When it's already over
Closer and closer to death and devotion
Our offering's the body and blood that we've shed in your name
Here comes the flood
Here comes the fire
Here comes the end
Thrown on the pyre
Here comes the plague
Here comes the promise
Count down the days
Trusting the process
Is this what, what you were wanting
Is this what, what you were asking for
By sword or swallowed by the Earth
When will we bend
Our wills to match the coming curse
By the light
Of that gate
That keeps calling
Closer and closer to death and devotion
How does it feel
To know the end is drawing nigh
How can we heal
The earth or should we even try
Dare we fein
self-deny
When it's already over
Closer and closer to death and devotion
Our offering's the body and blood of the wretched and torn
I hear her voice softly say
Thy strength indeed is small
Child of weakness, lie in wait
Find in me strength to move on
Through your days
Till the end
When you're called
To come home and ascend
Have faith in the process
The devil's in the context
Still waiting for that reset
Watch and keep waiting
And keep wishing on that star
Of mourning and of breaking
In the evening from afar
How does this end
By sword or swallowed by the earth
When will we bend
Our wills to match the coming curse
How does it feel
To know the end is drawing nigh
How can we heal
The earth or should we even try
Dare we fein
Self-rely
When it's already over
Closer and closer to death and devotion
Our offering's the body and blood that we've shed in your name
Here comes the flood
Here comes the fire
Here comes the end
Thrown on the pyre
Here comes the plague
Here comes the promise
Count down the days
Trusting the process
Is this what, what you were wanting
Is this what, what you were asking for
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Writer(s): Kyle Liddell
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