Tekst:
Flame Our World Fallen

His sons and daughters You can bet on this His love is deeper than the ocean floor The blood of Jesus is the open door To forgive us for our sins And

Him Though this world is fallen He can hear you calling Call Him Though this world is fallen He can hear you c-c-calling Call Him Though this world is fallen

see God holds every breath Of every lung that's in every chest Until it's time to be buried next His goodness should make us throw up our white flags Considering the fact that our

tell you what His word say Lived the perfect life Paid the purchase price Gave up His life Then he rose on the third day... okay We born in this world

we travel the globe And see the problems and see the pain And see our only hope Is through Jesus Christ To redeem our world, let's go See it's more suffering in the world

(feat. Diamone) Young Chante Andrea Jones Never met her father and momma's never home Plus she's 15 and she lies about her age She always on the phone

you walk the block Cause on the streets you never know what's popping off But that's the way we make it We slaves to all that We gots to fall back and

this world, godless messengers Sickless, mindless hate becomes evolution's cure Planets usher in alignment, God has died World painted blood, no sanctuary World

When we riot You dealing with a few true villains Whose staying inside of the booth, truth spilling And spit true feelings, till our tooth fillings Come flying up out of our