lose Pick up the pieces with your broken Hands It only fell apart 'cause you let it Bled of all you had to lose Pick up the pieces with your broken Hands
your broken hands It only fell apart 'cause you live in it Blood of all you had to lose Pick up the pieces with your broken hands With your broken hands
Traduzione: Lamb Of God. Broken Hands.
Pick up the pieces with your broken Hands It only fell apart 'cause you let it Bled of all you had to lose Pick up the pieces with your broken Hands
us Purchased some worthless dudes, and now He hands us A bunch of stuff that we ain't earn Now picture that like a camera, we lift the lamb up Hands up
knowledge of God the Son serious as heart attacks took off my starters hat put on my martyrs cap Radical to the core, explore the path we travel where God
most generous Blood donor [Chorus] Unto us a child was born, a son was given to be given into the hands of wicked man and like a lamb to his shearers
happenin' The sky'll part And where I once said "Let there be light," I'll say "Let there be dark" After the lamb's spoken, last seal's broken Trumpets
you no bangers You dudes pose no danger Your whole crew chumps, in the closet like coat hangers Like purple broke up in the dutch Leave you broke up on
be [II. The Seven Seals] On through the dead of night See the four horsemen ride I saw the lamb open wide The seven seals are broken The white horse
overcame Power in hand speaking the Father's plan You're sending us out, light in this broken land We will overcome by the blood of the Lamb And the
is the holy land, of Bethlehem I eat lamb with Abraham and break bread with the son of man so slowly, hold these hands and stretch forth from the skies
call You Showed me that you are my all in all Your strength empowers me to be what I can We Sing glory to the Lamb Chorus:2x Bridge: Lamb of God, holy lamb of God
count your mans on your hands That's a problem Everybody ain't your man, your peoples, all that Knahmean? Got to watch Third eye open, yo I know that God
of my heart Mighty King How beautiful You are, how beautiful Son of God The Father's gift to us You alone Were broken on the alter of love Precious Lamb
a burning hand Past the scars of the wounded land Into a country of thorns and spines Wild and unbroken Oh, God save the chamberlain Oh, God save his appointed successor But God
death hold You better lace the lamb's blood on ya threshold I march in ranks with a vexed soul All them soldiers that were slain in the field, God bless
