Ever Present

The sky won't stay clear
So run while you're still free
The door was never sealed
This hunt will never cease

Oh, no hiding here

You cannot beat their pace
You cannot beat their pace
You cannot beat their pace
You cannot beat their pace
You cannot beat their pace

Oh, you're hung by a thread

Oh, no hiding

No hiding from your thumb, ever present storm
No hiding from your thumb, ever present storm

I wish I could see their face
As you and I lay waste
Wrath

Far too proud to kneel to gods or kings
No time for standing still
Far too proud to kneel to gods or kings

They wish I could see their face
Through the eyes of blinding faith
They'll wish I could sing their praise



Credits
Writer(s): Esteban Morales
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