accuracy (marksmen)
2006-01-29 6:26 p.m.
born, i will be silent as sheep, taken down by their own might for sleeping,and the grave, the one
that waits for me,
will wait itself out long and lonely
i know the impact of these things, how they will clench our sides in anguish, i know
the impact of these things, how they will carry our heads in fulfillment
and i have been capable of all things great and small, and i will last, infallible, a fortress against your will
if there is time, i am a season coming soon, and iwill be remarkable at least, you will know no comfort in my arms again, you will hang your crown, unrighteous
repent, the day is coming and we are saved
by our own hands
repent
your master fails you
and you will never trust again
and you should never trust again.