The Burial
Album • 2012
If the stone would glow, could we know The mystery my mind longs to see? If the words were spoken, could we hear It in the deep that cries out to the deep? With knowledge unsearchable, You bestow Your thoughts on man If only in fragments, I wish to understood Your ways Have I complicated something here, or is my mind still raveled? With knowledge unsearchable, You bestow Your thoughts on man If only in fragments, I wish to understood Your ways With pieces of the answer, I took to you to fill the gaps If the stone would glow, could we know The mystery my mind longs to see? If the words were spoken, could we hear It in the deep that cries out to the deep?
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025
Create in me a clean heart, and renew a right spirit within these bones I've squandered far too much to wallow in this filth any longer Crush this apathy into dust and conflagrate this heart for You alone Shake the core of my being, regenerate that child's heart Transform my mind to understand, the gravity of your plan My comfort is my vice, and greed I have misplaced as virtue Wisdom is of no worth if it has only my own interest in mind My comfort is my vice, and greed I have misplaced as virtue Accomplishment is void if it was apart from The King Lord I wish to serve You with unhindered thought With your grace that sustains is my own heart revived Create in me a clean heart, and renew a right spirit within these bones I've squandered far too much to wallow in this filth any longer Crush this apathy into dust and conflagrate this heart for You alone Lord I wish to serve You with unhindered thought With your grace that sustains is my own heart revived
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025
Where can value be found? My hands are swollen, my back is bent The appetite is insatiable, this toil will never end So long I've labored in vain For a worthless prize and empty gain Father help me to see what I truly need The pearl of Your kingdom Am I so faithless that I cannot trust? Your power's infinite, is that not enough? So long I've labored in vain For a worthless prize and empty gain Father help me to see what I truly need The pearl of Your kingdom Only truth will satisfy, and only You are true Grant me strength to live in You, in spirit and in the truth The Father hears a heart uninterrupted by greed or Mammon's desires
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025
Born not of innocence but infantile avidity I let this mortal frame enrage my heart and conquer me Is this the light I claim I want the world to see? Or this the salt He said He needed me to be? The Pressure's building to a boil on my tongue Festering, writhing still Festering, writhing 'til the tension climaxes A delicate balance in a maelstrom of misery It seems that solace is a fantasy and peace alludes my inmost being Only His heart contains the will to hold so great a peace Still I pray I feel this madness fades, I feel this madness fade Ensnaring thoughts slip through my mind like poison Ophidian words drip from my lips in venomous wrath If I could bridle this fire, if I could tame this spark But I know that it's futile without Your intervention all I need is resignation to a greater dependance Born not of innocence but infantile avidity I let this mortal frame enrage my heart and conquer me Is this the light I claim I want the world to see? Or this the salt He said He needed me to be?
Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025
When His lips moved, being became When His eyes look, all is revealed Omniscient, omnipotent, exalted in Heaven on high Exalted on high The Seed has sprung forth in power Destroying death's iniquitous clasp on mankind Worthy is The Lamb who was slain for my redemption Holy is The One who in flesh came to suffer for me He'll reign eternally, His glory enthroned in praise Sovereign over creation, emblazoned in majesty Worthy is The Lamb who was slain for my redemption Holy is The One who in flesh came to suffer for me The bruise on His heel will grow ever more faint The blow that He dealt will forevermore clang From the earth's chosen people came our "Amazing Grace" From this, the line of David, He chose His seed be placed On Him, Perfection defined, our dreadful curse was placed On Him, Perfection defined Worthy is The Lamb who was slain for my redemption Holy is The One who in flesh came to suffer for me He'll reign eternally, His glory enthroned in praise Sovereign over creation, emblazoned in majesty
Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025
My soul longs for You Lord in this dry and weary land Fill this vessel for Your fame Beaten and bruised by those I once called friend You are God of my strength, I will not mourn Wisdom and truth I seek from You If this tree bears fruit I give it back to you Make my motives pure and my heart steadfast Lead me by Your will, in You I will hope What hope is there? There is but One I do not possess the will to follow on my own Only with your aid can I achieve Your plan for me I do not possess the will to follow on my own Wisdom and truth I seek from You If this tree bears fruit I give it back to you My hands have toiled through thistle and thorn
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025
Preying on the dreams of a broken home Feasting on the bones of a withered frame If salvation hung on their long winded boasts Surely their souls would have nothing to fear Nothing to fear Even past the plank in my eye I can see that they're blind, leading the blind Not in judgement, but discernment I won't follow their voice Past the plank in my eye I can see that they're blind, leading the blind Not in judgement, but discernment I'll follow the true Shepherd's voice The spirit so alive and mighty is not a weapon man can wield In our surrender to His will, we find that way any man is healed Even past the plank in my eye I can see that they're blind, leading the blind Not in judgement, but discernment I won't follow their voice Past the plank in my eye I can see that they're blind, leading the blind Not in judgement, but discernment I'll follow the true Shepherd's voice
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025
This porcelain witch drags me under Her poisonous grasp erodes my will My strength succumbs to selfish torture If only my mind would just be still This time I swore it'd be different, I swore I had learned to cope With this match I had sed to tinder, with this ember on my lap The excuses I've made can't hold up any longer The promises made in vain are returning void to me Behind those eyes hides a weak and fragile soul Only longing for a place she could call home Living in this subjugated hell Taken advantage for every pain she felt Disgusted and shamed by the decisions I have made I turn to the place where my sin had in anguish been paid "Father Forgive me though I know just what I have done Teach me to walk with You as though we are but one!" In His great peace am I conceding, That which would cast me from His face There is no foothold on my heart These shackles will no longer hold me down
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025
This is our blessed hope, the Son Of Man is coming soon The trumpet has been set, to the archangel's lip The sky will crack, and in the twinkling of an eye all is revealed The hour has yet to fall us but soon this prize will be apparent to us all Pressing on, digging in for a goal worth so much more than any desire this heart could ever contain On that day, our ransom redeemed His glory will shine forever, our faith embodied whole The very substance of our faith unfolds This is our blessed hope Why do we stop believing part way through His great story When His true perfect nature will soon reveal it's glory? An inheritance incorruptible, perfection passed down by grace He is the resurrection in Him my hope is placed I hear their voices rising from all the empty graves "In man did we so perish, in Christ we live again" The hour has yet to fall us but soon this prize will be apparent to us all "In man did we so perish, in Christ we live again"
Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025
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