P.O.D. - Selah - text písně

Kick down the teeth of the wicked creep underground where I stay hid.
Lurk down the alleyways, you be stalking me. Behind back talkers,
cowards be mock'n me. Try to make me talk, make me confess.
Can't break a brotha down when there's no fear of death. So you
can't stand the sight of me, next to the conquering Lion, at His right I'll be.

Step up punks, get rushed, you can't touch me
Braced in your word, I say, I have no fear
Step up punks, get rushed, you can't touch me
Sheltered by Your blood, your sweat, your tears

I be all in your face, state my case even if you took me up. There's
another to take my place, you waste. Prisoner to your pride you can
never kill me off. I've got too much life on the inside. Kill me, beat me,
break my bones. Already gave up my life, you'll never have my soul.
Give credit to the on who paid for your crimes. Suffer for His name
and I'll die for mines.
Selah
Identify your real master
Recognize and obey the sacrifice

Přidal: dne 23. 04. 2005 v 13:02.
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