My Epic - Perfector lyrics
[My Epic - Perfector lyrics]
I’m still a young man
So I think very little of death
But who really does till
It’s coming for them?
And I know with each breath I come one closer
But death is just a hook behind the door
Where I’ll leave my dirty clothes
They may dump my body in the sea
Or spread my ashes miles wide
But it won’t matter
All my parts will realign
They will rush to find each other
When they hear their Lover’s cry
And death will be abandoned
When He comes back for His bride!
Saints are never buried
They are seeds planted who bring
About a greater harvest when
They burst forth from the earth
That needed their fruit's
But it could never hope to make
Enough room for their roots
Death is swallowed up it owns nothing in me!
Oh, death is swallowed up
It owns nothing in me!
Precious in the sight of the Lord is
The death of His faithful ones!
Precious in the sight of the Lord is
The death of His faithful ones!
Oh, death is swallowed up!
Oh, it was always You! It was always You! Oh
It was always You! It was always You!
Oh, it was always You! It was always You! Oh
It was always You! It was always You!
Oh, it was always You! It was always You!
So I think very little of death
But who really does till
It’s coming for them?
And I know with each breath I come one closer
But death is just a hook behind the door
Where I’ll leave my dirty clothes
They may dump my body in the sea
Or spread my ashes miles wide
But it won’t matter
All my parts will realign
They will rush to find each other
When they hear their Lover’s cry
And death will be abandoned
When He comes back for His bride!
Saints are never buried
They are seeds planted who bring
About a greater harvest when
They burst forth from the earth
That needed their fruit's
But it could never hope to make
Enough room for their roots
Death is swallowed up it owns nothing in me!
Oh, death is swallowed up
It owns nothing in me!
Precious in the sight of the Lord is
The death of His faithful ones!
Precious in the sight of the Lord is
The death of His faithful ones!
Oh, death is swallowed up!
Oh, it was always You! It was always You! Oh
It was always You! It was always You!
Oh, it was always You! It was always You! Oh
It was always You! It was always You!
Oh, it was always You! It was always You!