Let Us Move On
Turn off the sun
As blinding rays penetrates our gaze
In its wake we are fire, let us move on
It's a high sum but we won't be fazed
Stepping stones filled with fires
In the midst of the heat we are awesome
Fired we are wired to push past earthly desires
Flames burning our souls we ransom
Let us move on, never taking shade we are lost in a phantom maze
The past leads to hades
Secret tunnels envelops us our heads remain raised
As the sunlight fades
Into darkness the midnight wind grips
It suffocates our senses as morale drops deep
Darkness whips our heart it rips
Open wounds the road is narrow the fall is steep
Let us move on, into the city unrelenting in the midst of the storm
Locked out in the face of the shadows there we go
unblinding gaze we shout out for the son
Let us march on and bring down the gates like the walls of Jericho
For the swift is not fit for the race
Current under our wings this is our testimony
Flourishing as palm trees by the river side tis our grace
We have made our way and it is filled with milk and honey
Mar 17, 2017
Mar 17, 2017 at 4:38 PM UTC
Let Us Move On
Turn off the sun
As blinding rays penetrates our gaze
In its wake we are fire, let us move on
It's a high sum but we won't be fazed
Stepping stones filled with fires
In the midst of the heat we are awesome
Fired we are wired to push past earthly desires
Flames burning our souls we ransom
Let us move on, never taking shade we are lost in a phantom maze
The past leads to hades
Secret tunnels envelops us our heads remain raised
As the sunlight fades
Into darkness the midnight wind grips
It suffocates our senses as morale drops deep
Darkness whips our heart it rips
Open wounds the road is narrow the fall is steep
Let us move on, into the city unrelenting in the midst of the storm
Locked out in the face of the shadows there we go
unblinding gaze we shout out for the son
Let us march on and bring down the gates like the walls of Jericho
For the swift is not fit for the race
Current under our wings this is our testimony
Flourishing as palm trees by the river side tis our grace
We have made our way and it is filled with milk and honey
