repeat the refrain,
not having you in my arms was driving me insane...
delicate debris;
God in all things,
start spreading the disease
fragrance of the knee
justification by faith...
your the shooting star
belly of the beast that makes you go far
trampled down the man,

God in all things
look out the window remains to be sure;
like to be liked swooning toward the sun
beggar to the borrow full,
developed from the *****
any which way but loose
you may see him at the knocking of the door
stay clear of the window shore
pierced through the skin made for want to win...

God in all things
Jesus Is Lord