christian rock music

Obā-san

Have you ever thought about your soul - can it be saved?

Or perhaps you think that when you're dead you just stay in your grave

Is God just a thought within your head or is he a part of you?

Is Christ just a name that you read in a book when you were in school?

When you think about death do you lose your breath or do you keep your cool?

Would you like to see the Pope on the end of a rope - do you think he's a fool?

Well I have seen the truth, yes I've seen the light and I've changed my ways

And I'll be prepared when you're lonely and scared at the end of our days

Could it be you're afraid of what your friends might say

If they knew you believe in God above?

They should realize before they criticize

that God is the only way to love

Is your mind so small that you have to fall

In with the pack wherever they run

Will you still sneer when death is near

And say they may as well worship the sun?

I think it was true it was people like you that crucified Christ

I think it is sad the opinion you had was the only one voiced

Will you be so sure when your day is near, say you don't believe?

You had the chance but you turned it down, now you can't retrieve

Perhaps you'll think before you say that God is dead and gone

Open your eyes, just realize that he's the one

The only one who can save you now from all this sin and hate

Or will you still jeer at all you hear? Yes! I think it's too late.

Sredni Vashtar

...heh.

MetaFour

Cling to your god and guns
the banjo’s playing Hot Cross Buns
Bucket seats set to recline
no need to cross the county line
Are the Arabs closing ranks
about to roll some Russian tanks?
Shut the doors and save the kids
lock and load- just like Jesus did.

The United States of Amnesia
make us numb, make it dumb, anesthesia
Cut the cord, close the door, we don’t know ‘ya,
it’s the zen and the art of xenophobia

Let’s keep them separate
melanin just can’t succeed
“Give me liberty... or something.”
It’s better if you just don’t read
Crank your phasers up to “slaughter”
Turn your wine back into water
When you play this song, Al Qaeda wins
and Jesus was American

The United States of Amnesia
make us numb, make it dumb, anesthesia
Cut the cord, close the door, we don’t know ‘ya,
it’s the zen and the art of xenophobia

SF_Sorrow

Section42L

For fun, try to guess why this song is relevant to this thread.

Miss Miko Mayonegg

Sredni Vashtar

She's pouring brown gold

Into her veins

She lost her own way

Years ago

Her sister calls her

From the dark side of the night

And she falls with that call

It's the only way out

She tells me "I love you"

But it's only a game

And she slides through the silence

Fixing her time

To slide to the darkness

Again with a smile

"Don't touch me,I'm falling"

She laughs in the night

"Don't catch me, I'll return

When the wheel comes around

Do not feel fear

Or think about me

We're all born to suffer

We're all born to fall

In a grey shaded world

That calls us to zero"

Her mother mouth slits

Her sister lies taken

She touches my body

But I crouch up to die

Down the Ramblas we're walking

In Reykjavik we're talking

The snow is moon-cold

The room freezes over

She's reading a book

She finished it years ago

She's tearing up paper

She's tearing up life

But she only starts thinking

When her blood is brown

Gold is the colour

She promised to wear

Christ's blood turns black

His body she wears.

But she dips Him in waters

Confession of faith

It's hard to believe you

When you spit in my face

I don't want to touch you

I don't want to lie

In the brown red gold slumber

That you've taken to ride

I remember I was thinking

Only of you

But you shattered me nightly

You broke all the rules

I found myself falling

And then

And then

Through the wreckage of this parched life

And the pain of the next one

I said "Fucking over

All of this is shit"

But still the wind calls

"Imperium"

When you rage at the Conqueror

You only rage at yourself

When you torture the Anointed

You only torture yourself

And you've listened to Piaf

But not to the Christ

So you sparkle for seconds

Then dissolve into mist

And the fog closes in

And you talk about Crowley

You think it's a game

But the game is just you

When shall you stop hiding

In the heart of your night

When the cold darkness beckons

Where the cold tramway stops

And - Christ - I was thinking

Of your bended arm

"It's blue on the inside

It's blue on the outside"

You said, and then buckled

As if you might die

"There's no point in living!

There's no point in life!"

And sometimes I hear you

At the back of my mind

And a golden door opens

But no light appears

It closes at three

But the time is now midnight

Time all runs out

And the sands are not solid

"My foundation is solid"

You said

And you laughed

But something was brooding

Beneath your feet

Sredni Vashtar

And you ask about Nicholas

And beg me for Crystal

But HORSE runs speechless

Through your wake

And your dreams

I'll build you a playground

It's surrounded by crosses

But you want a valley

Where HORSE can run free

We knew it was over

When you started your lying

It's hard to keep riding

When your grip has grown slack

It's hard to keep riding

When your structure is sliding

We were listening to lions

At Fluntern with James

We were ringing the tram

To ride to the wake

But I don't believe this world

That has touched me

It's hard to keep riding

When the HORSE is the lord

It's hard to keep riding

When the HORSE is the lord

And it's hard to believe

When you worship dead flowers

It's hard to love people

Who struggle to stand

On the back of black wings

On the lake's shore

At midnight

Though Christ is impaled

On the cross through His hands

You'd make your own "story"

And centre it on HOOVES

There's spit on the saddle

There's blood on the saddle

And you slip in the shit

You've shat in yourself

And Christus is Equus

And Equus is Lord

And His mane flies with fury

And the wind cuts through Him

You follow in footsteps

Trod by another

Oh I wish I could hold you

But you're destined to fall

SF_Sorrow

Sredni Vashtar

I was thinking of you

When the water froze over

In a foreign land

In a foreign town

You prepare to go on a journey

To pasture

You said "Forever"

It's a picture of nowhere

I don't have your face

Or comprehend you

A bottle is ordered

And I wait on another

And the words flow as liquid

And the pain starts to ease

Oh do not pass judgment

On those that fall

For those that first fall

Are the first that shall call you

And those that fall after

Into sadness and waste

These bodies that fall

Are red essence

Red rain

Train

Train that rides

To the heart of the dead

When you're trampled by holes

The holes come to you

I don't know what to do

When you offer me something

You said you were joking

But I felt it was true

And I don't want to lose you

I don't want to die

But you cannot take silence

You cannot take life

When life's taken you

And you cannot stop turning

When you're bound on a wheel

As the wheel keeps on turning

You'll rise and then fall

Thrown back to zero

To fall and then rise

As the sky fills with HORSIES

That shudder and then stamp

In the bloodred pastures

Where no-one runs free

Where the monkey is nailed

To that wound in your arm

When you see monkey carry

Both chalice and spear

The HORSE has a face

That grins and then slides

Back to the filthy stables

To the born once again

In the HORSE monkey year

You'll be born for eternity

Reborn to keep riding

And carrying your burden

The sound of the HORSE

Is the sound of silence

The act of the HORSE

Is the trampling of life

The breath of the HORSE

Is then breath of bad moons

The sign of the HORSE

Is the sign of denial

The jaws of the HORSE

Eat up the universe

The teeth of the HORSE

Form sewers for rivers

And the eyes of the HORSE

Are sightless with stars

The limbs of the HORSE

Galloping mindless

The love of the HORSE

Masturbation eternal

Pursuit of the HORSE

Is the fruit for the hopeless

The piss of the HORSE

Smells of poppyred rivers

The blood of the HORSE

Is a snake with no ending

From out of its body

And then into yours

And out of your body

And then into fields

To be ploughed back into mine

Fields full of poppies

And fields full of bodies

They suck in the flowers

They fuck in the dust

Where they lie under wheels

And they lie under stones

The voice of the HORSE

Is the sound with no meaning

Four horsemen riding

But only one HORSE

Four horsemen riding

But only one scythe

With green vines spreading

Up to the hilt

And it's written in the mist

Unto the world

Golden triangle

Full of red windows

Red exits

Red doors

Re-entry barred

Sredni Vashtar

"A white medicine" he tells me

In Kathmandu

Tyre people drag bodies

Crippled for coin

sMan dKar

People die for

They give up their lives for

They spew on their own

As they spew on the others

They care for themselves

And the scum that they stable

And the scum that they stable

Is the scum they shall ride

And the scum that they ride

Is the scum that shall tumble

The scum that shall trample

Fall and destroy

Enough to keep pumping

When your fire's gone out

Over the table we fall and we fall

Slow-motion

Stuck in a discarded film

Ecce Equus

Behold the HORSE

Sredni Vashtar

Yes, I just posted the entire lyric to the studio version of Current 93's "Horse".

Fuck the haters.

Section42L

MetaFour

the straw runs down his arm and leg
under the carpet out to the keg
a secret party tonight at Point Loma
and the hate in your heart you're hiding well
but the booze on your breath is easy to smell
there's a six-pack to hide
on the Oral U side
let's drive to oklahoma

hide the beer, the pastor's here
hide the beer, think of your career
he might find out that we're human beins'
and bring us all down to the rack and the ruin

she had a beer as an evening snack
when the 'scripture man' planned a sneak attack
suspension's the buzz out at Wheaton
as she packed her bags and gathered her books
'scripture man' gave her that lustful look
yes lust is his brew but no one sees through
his minty fresh breath ain't reekin'

when the coast is clear, you can kiss me, dear
together we'll have hell to pay
so wear a beard, the pastor's here
put the "R" rated movie away

yeah, hide the beer, the pastor's here
hide the beer, think of your career
he might find out that we're human beins'
and bring us all down to the rack and the ruin

hide the beer (biola!)
hide the beer (bethel!)
wear a beard (west mont!)
hide the beer (calvin college!)
hide the beer (azusa pacific!)
hide the beer (liberty baptist!)
hide the beer (san jose bible college!)
hide the beer (bob jones!)
hide the beer (taylor u!)
hide the beer (california baptist!)
hide the beer (gordon college!)
hide the beer (calvin klein!)
hide the beer!

george fox, moody bible institute,
seattle pacific, baylor, smu, pacific christian,
jimmy swaggart u, john brown,
anderson, eastern mennonite, fort wayne bible,
grand rapids baptist, greenville, grove city, nyack,
travecca nazarine, multnoma school of the bible,
inland empire school of the bible, philadelphia college of the bible,
whitworth spring arbor,
and south & north western. . .
northwestern!

MetaFour

Jesus wrote a blank check
One I haven't cashed quite yet.
I hope I've got a little more time.
I hope it's not the end of the line.
Yeah Jesus wrote a blank check.
One I haven't cashed yet all right.
But if I had to choose a number
I'd want it to be number one.
I don't want to be number two.
Yeah I don't want to be number four.
But I can hear a knock on the door.
Jesus wrote a blank check, all right.
If Jesus saw me dying,
Would angels come a flying down?
I hope I've got a little more time.
I hope somebody lends me a dime.
Now, Jesus wrote a blank check.
Ah, one I haven't cashed yet.
Still I build my towers high.
I watch them pierce the blue, blue sky.
Still I wallow in the mire.
Still I burn this earthen fire.
Still I build my towers high.
I watch them pierce the blue, blue sky.
Still I wallow in the mire.
Still I burn this earth in fire.
Still I burn this earth in fire.
Still I burn this earth in fire.
Still I burn this earth in fire.
Still I burn this earth in fire.
Still I burn this earth in fire.
Still I burn this earth in fire.
Still I burn this earth in fire.

MetaFour

There's this feeling that I've got to leave
Because the money is all out of reach
I'm leaving home and I can't tell you sorry

There's a lot of views
But this is what I'm going through
I'm leaving home because I can't make you nothing

Can you look around
For hope because I need it now
Jesus Christ please help me 'cause I'm lonely

What's the use in living
If you can't make a good living

What's the use in living
If you can't make a good living

MetaFour

My double's sitting in another world
My double's laughing in the heavenly places
I am his double here, I can expect
We'll be together when time is no more

That's not so strange
You've got one, too
Behind your eyes
Killing you
(Behind your eyes killing me)

I'm always failing to connect the dots
Do I, Don't I get the picture?
(This much is true) I'm his injustice sometimes
I am his wrong
It will be right again when
Christ rules over

See the ghost
I tell you he's here
Deep and dark
Filled with fear (behind my eyes full of fear)
Even so, (come quickly come)
Even so, (come quickly come)
Watch now as the two turn in to one

You don't see me, (come quickly come)
As well as I do, (come quickly come)
I don't see myself, I don't see you
Watch now as the one speaks now as two

My double's sitting in another world
My double's laughing in the heavenly places
I am his double here, I can expect
We'll be together when time is no more

Miss Miko Mayonegg

Ha, ha, ha, yeah! So many confusing things out there. So get your magnifying glasses on n***as and let's take a closer look at life!!!!

The world is full of magical mysteries
Puzzles unsolved since ancient histories
Where does the sun hide at night?
Did people really used to live in black and white?
Is the world round? Is it flat?
How come no one can tell me that!?
Like what’s with islands, get more land!
What’s with deserts, get less sand!
What is Alaska? Who is Brazil?
Isn’t a volcano just an angry hill?
How did God think of dirt?
Erasable pens make my head hurt!
Metal, girls, iron, fire
How'd they get my voice in a telephone wire?
Why are pants different than shirts?
Fucking blankets, how do they work?

The world is full of mysteries.

Yo, how do suitcases always know where to meet you, huh?

So many magical mysteries.

Are children small, or just far away?

Why are there so many mysteries?

Why do some mountains look like presidents?

The world: stop trying to trick us please!

What the fuck is a clock!?

Now here is just a list of some stuff:

Trees, a swan, a cape, a horse
Triangles, witches, a different horse
(horse, horse)
Two horses!
The whole world’s got ten thousand people
And Santa Claus created all of us equal!
Pyrid's little kids look just like Pyrid
And my two kids look just like Pyrid
Open your mind and shut off your brain
The mysteries of life can’t be explained!
So fuck you books!! We don’t need your tricks!
And all you scientists can suck on dicks!

Its all magic, ahhh, yeahhhh, n***as, life is a beautiful thing, ha ha! Miko fresh 2014. Ha ha, I’m gonna live forever!

Odradek

Carnival of Carnage, The Ringmaster
The Riddle Box, The Great Milenko
The Amazing Jeckel Brothers and The Wraith
Looks like were all out of time brother, everybody's out of time
Fuck it, we gots to tell them

All secrets will now be told, no more hidden messengers
This is it y'all, time's up
Everything be out, right here
No need for the reverse talking, the truth

Now, we have been told this carnival shit has touched out many lives
People have fuckin' sworn to us, they too can feel it inside
What is it that draws you in, this magic that compels you?
We've been waiting six fuckin' joker cards to finally tell you

The messages and hints were there
All though most never picked up on them
We snuck 'em in subliminally with that wicked shit around them
We mentioned more and more of this on every joker's card
The bottom line always the same, you ain't have to look hard

We wickedly kick it, inflict it, you get it
Get with it and dig, we don't preach it flat out
'Cause some niggas don't wanna get with ya
They quick to forget ya without the hatchet and gat out

So we rose the hatchet, do or die, now Juggalos standing tall
After all 6 have risen the end of time will consume us all
It ain't got nothing to do with us, it ain't psychopathic records
All we're doing is pointing this shit out to you, we in this together

Who's behind the Dark Carnival, that gatherings and the hatchet?
Who's behind Dark Lotus, the circus and everybody at it?
Who invented Juggalos and Juggalette and fuckin' Faygo showers?
What about that feeling you get when bumping our shit
Who's behind these Juggalo powers?

This ain't no fuckin' fan club, it ain't about making a buck
Don't buy our fuckin' action figures bitch, I don't give a fuck
It ain't about Violent J or Shaggy, the Butterfly or Seventeen
When we speak of Shangri-La, what you think we mean?
Truth is we follow god, we've always been behind him
The Carnival is god and may all Juggalos find him