"This Sickness" genre: Thrash/Speed Metal
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	CD: This Sickness Ep   Label: Independent Credits: Elijah's Tomb
	Lyrics Freedom from death This gift of life You're dying there In the publics sight Hold out your hand Again you call Pointing the way Yet still I fall Poured out your blood For this twisted race But what came your way A slap in the face As you look down in love We glared back in hate Yet only forgiveness meets this disgrace This sickness I'm so twisted You cut it away You stay You give me your hand You help me to stand We took your life Screamed for your death When we ourselves Were by your breath Eternal bliss You held our way But all we know is to betray Our deaf ears won't hear Your gift Our blind eyes won't see the pain You lift We walk a wire it's set to fall Guide me now Lord I'm too small You pull me near Calm my fear You wipe the tear from my eye I am here Your love's clear You hold me when I cry Show the way Night to day Clear away the cluttered lies You help me stay All the way Holy in your eyes Twisted lies Pulling us down You call out We are found See my heart This crumbling waste Yet I am free By your grace Poured out your life to set me free In my sin How could this be Throw it away Because of love This beautiful peace The sight of a dove Elijah's Tomb 2001

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