Kings Kaleidoscope - Felix Culpa lyrics

Turn the lights on, look at what I have See the twisted trophies of a dead man Countless stories, tell of sin and pain But they sing the sweetness of my savior's grace I'm a torn man, spirit fighting flesh There's a battle raging deep in my chest But all that haunts me, all that leaves a stain Only sings the sweetness of my savior's grace A fortunate fall, my sins are stories of grace to recall A fortunate fall, I glory in my sins forgiven Jesus bought me, and now I am His Dying with Him, in His d**h I now live All my vices, to which I was chained Only speak the sweetness of my savior's grace And still I'm a wicked, wretched man, I do everything I hate I am fighting to be god, I seethe and claw and thrash and shake I have k**ed and stacked the dead, on a throne from which I reign In the end I just want blood, and with His blood my hands are stained See the God who reigns on high, He has opened His own veins From His wounds a rushing torrent that can wash it all away Grace upon grace, upon grace upon grace.