Crawl to China

If a stone holds you down Keep your head above ground Though the foothold can be merciless In a world not your own It's the weight of the stone Holding me, holding you Very fast, quite fast It's not the weight of the stone that's holding you down It's the way it fascinates your mind And just because it causes you to fall Don't mean it tempts me very much at all I can see that it feels like a millstone Is tied around your neck But if you come clean and say "I don't have it together" You can still keep your faith in check 3, 7, 9, 10, 12, 14 feet No spineless fellow here Down below, hundred more, not a sign of fear X marks the spot, at 145 A stone dislodged held him fast How could he know while now alive 13th day would be his last They tried and tried to bring him to the surface in vain If a stone holds you down Keep your head above ground Though the foothold can be merciless For 12 more days the foothold was merciless With no possible means of ingress or egress In the end a paradox was found The beast that held him was 10 pound stone Are you afraid - are you afraid? That where he takes you is a cold dark place Where it's hard to find his face - hard to find his face In a world that is not your own In a world not your own it's not the weight of the stone

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

Is God asking you to crawl to China? Or just to cross the street? To trudge through the desert through Arabian heat Or to accomplish the impossible - a Herculean feat Or maybe just trade in bad thoughts obsolete Is it the concentration camps at Dackow? Is it Joan of Arc revisited? Niagara Falls in a barrel? Or to mend a broken relationship instead? Crawl to China He is faithful It remains in His hands From the cold barren Arctic to the war stricken lands From the place in your heart where despair takes its hold To the lairs of the demons where deceptions are told Is God asking you to crawl to China or just to cross the street? With emotional rigor mortis freezing your step You won't be going far at all It feels pretty safe but the danger is real You won't grow until you face the fear that you feer

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

My pet - my pet - how fun you are I trust you so much I even leave the cage door ajar You'd never harm me, but just to be safe I admire you from afar The coiling is fast This time it's your last Your soul asphyxiated Final chance for escape terminated Enveloped in python Constriction complete So harmless - me the master - you the slave I reach out to touch you - I'm getting so brave You affect me but little - I still haven't changed And to those who find me abrasive - it's you that's deranged Where dreams become nightmares Of total defeat Not just a white line or addiction of some kind But entanglement with anger or to bitterness bind

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025

Don't even try to tell me what prayer is for My genie in a bottle needs to give me some more And when this mess is over - I don't need Him anymore I'll put my God back on temporary ignore If You will do what I need You to do I'll find some time to praise You when this whole thing is through If You get me out of this, oh Great Almighty I promise I'll never do it again - well, maybe I get along fine most of the time No thought for thanks or blessings sublime When turmoil breaks through the shell of my comfort My lack of a prayer life abort White knucklin' the rosary I know my God by what He does for me Open only in case of emergency White knucklin' the rosary When turmoil breaks through the shell of my comfort My lack of a prayer life abort An acrostic for prayer I learned as a kid Praise and repentance ask for others, yourself But now in my lackluster state of affairs Give me what I ask for - beyond that who cares? Pray without ceasing - give thanks for all things A prayer life that's missing the joy that can bring

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

This track is instrumental.

Is this song not instrumental?

I cut him up this evening And when they came to check the scream On the very spot I'd hidden him I served a spot of tea I'd left no evidence That anything was wrong But the unnerving sound beneath the floor boards Reminded me of what I'd done I thought I'd committed The perfect, fool-proof crime I never knew how heavy This would weigh upon my mind Things done in secret Under cover of night Have a funny way Of being brought into the light I admit the deed Can't you hear the beating I admit the deed I'm being driven mad by the tell-tale heart

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

Bats, bats, bats You think they'll hit you but they won't You think they nest in your hair But they don't Bats, bats, bats You think that feathers is what they got You think they are a bird, but they are not The old adage "blind as a bat" The truth is they can see But not as good as you and me Bats, bats, bats I used to think that God was always serious And I could walk the fence I must have been delirious I wonder if He laughs I guess that I'm just curious Bats, bats The God Jehovah is not feathers, wood, or stone The Word became flesh And ascended to the throne He walked the Earth like you and me And dwelling in our hearts is where He wants to be And dwelling in our hearts is where He wants to be Bats, bats

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025

When your life turns upside down And it will some day Where is your proprioceptive sense? Like the feline that finds the floor on all fours Is the house built on rock that the devil abhors Build your house on sand to find A cat with one life instead of nine Proprioceptive Balance correction Innate sense gives direction Break your fall with daggers As your focus staggers The line knives syndrome Ghinger, Abyssinian, Tsukahara, Skaukatt, Yurchenko, Korat To "see" with that sixth sense When there's no sign of the other five 3 1/2 inward pike The sense that keeps the diver alive

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

Car for sale - what a deal! I assure you it's a steal Come and check it out some night Can't I see it in the light? Kick the tires if you wish 32 psi? That's not bondo - it's all stock - do you think that I would lie? Has it been in any wrecks - my mechanic wants to check Oh no, to the contrary - to check it is not necessary I know many verses and have studied many years Can't you see how holy my exterior appears? Armor on all 4 times - you sure are looking good But you will be bent out of joint if I lift up that hood I thought I knew you pretty well - but under stress you fall apart You do just fine if you are driving up and down the block But find a road with lots of curves - I see a sponge and not a rock Find a road with lots of curves - I see a sponge and not a rock For all these years I've known the Lord And each years means a higher score If people tell you you're a horse you better saddle up Have you noticed sin I lack? - odometer has been turned back I exposite under toil - but that engine sure burns oil I never miss a week of church - the transmission has a lurch In our friendship you can trust - he that frame is full of rust I have some timely news for you The car you sell is not so new It isn't means to run A1 So as a test or just for fun For once let's see your real side The humble side that doesn't lie When pressures come that doesn't fly For once let's see your real side

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

Why does God refuse to move? If pigs could fly they'd fly away and never grace the earth again I wait and wait and wait and wait but nothing good happens for me I pray to fly but when I die my feet are still flat on the ground My brain is good, no legs of wood, but if you could, I think you should He ain't standing in my way cause I did nothin' today Your ship has crashed no sign of shore - to sit in your lifeboat - you can do no more 5 days at sea starved to the core - lifeboat is leaking - a rip in the floor But wait - on the horizon - land - land ho! Will you sit there and pray - or will you get up and row? The next time you are quick to say "I'm just waitin' on the Lord" Just make sure that you remember where we all have been before All things become one...

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

Distance makes my heart to fester In self-inflicted pain If I can't face the consequences of my actions I'll find somebody else to blame I greet you with a brother's kiss And crank the knife another...twist Twisting facts to fit the fabrications of my mind I find I've crossed the line No matter what the cost I must be right Pointing to things that don't exist I crank the knife another... Alone among the ashes of the things Which one defined my life I hold the match that lit the fire But you'll never see me take the blame

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

Deep in that cranial psycho vault The thought you are to be sans fault It ain't meant to happen on our own The consequences of diligence Without Him will show all the dents That's why our eyes are always on the throne What's wrong with me, what's wrong with you How many times we've fallen through The thin device of foolish thinking All along our pride is sinking The smoothness of another day Convince me that I'm on my way At 3pm it all falls flat I realize I ain't all dat Stumble foot foot stumble As your ideals start to crumble Stumble foot foot stumble Just another chance to be humble Stumble foot foot stumble As your ideals start to crumble You point out others' sins overt Under the carpet, sweep your dirt

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025

He's got a secret environment locked in his head Reality suspended He's got a cast of characters cooped up in his mind Whenever he wants them Sitting in a corner admiring the sunbeams With an imaginary friend He frolics but he's forgotten the only One Who can take away the pain Trading in what's real for a figment A cashed in life locked up in his brain They don't give diplomas from catatonic state He bears a ton of gruesome cargo, can't seem to equate What is fact or fiction Gonna blow the escape hatch From the miserable existence - find the Eden in his brain The same cast fills his dreams and his nightmares The horrors of night seem twice as harsh in the day Disconnected existence Pull the plug to ease the pain

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

Is it greed or innocence or is it both? As the bulldozer trashes a thousand years growth Clear cutting with a clear conscience A burning desire to burn If a tree falls and no one's around The wildlife still hears it crashing down You were gone before we even know you And there's no way to ever get you back Gorilla seven days old Ripped from his dead mother's arms Her hand now an ashtray\souvenir for a tourist's charms Will I join the ranks of the photo gallery? It may be the only way left to ever see me Thousand acres a day Burning it all away Extinction - the price to pay A ton of rhino, a pound of horn The Javan one cursed The wheels of greed are born Medicinal myth smuggled to Hong-Kong Ancient superstition - reality gone wrong I joined the ranks of the photo gallery It's the only way left to ever see me You were gone before we even knew you And there's no way to ever get you back The greatest land animal killed for a foot of ivory Will your children live to see one Or witness decimation by tyranny Passenger pigeons blackened the sky Never a chance we would say goodbye Oh how I wish I could see one fly You were gone before we even knew you And there's no way to ever get you back American symbol of freedom and power Only for target practice by the hour Buffalo sat on the brink of no more Will I join the ranks of the photo gallery? It may be the only way to ever see me.

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025

Between the years of 1861-1865, over 620,000 Americans died from gunshot, disease or sickness in the bloodiest battles of our nations history - the Civil War. Through the instrument of prejudice, fear and hate, a different battle rages on to this day. But in Christ, we are all one people - united in our commitment to God and each other - because it is He who First loved us...

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025