Though saturated in blood I'm standing still in fear* I feel the tears of those who mourn and the breath of he who k**s. I feel it on my face My heart cries to speak, my lungs gasp to breathe, for he's got me by the throat His grip is on me clutching me tight, shadowing black and holding me from God's light His grip is on me as dark as the night, spewing blasphemy and taking my sight He suffocates our life supply and manipulates the Word by which we survive He suffocates our life supply and manipulates the Word by which we survive Though saturated in blood I'm standing still in fear I feel the tears of those who mourn and the breath of he who k**s I hear the sounds of hate. My thoughts are clouded by pain My ears are filled with lies for his words pierce my ears His voice deafens and silenced through this d**h As my lungs fill with the breath of He who gives life