Hellz Bellz --- Cast down and broken, consumed with death Choking on lust with my every breath Dark and depression was crowding me Blackness and dark was all I could see Yeah, but God sent His own Son walking down the path where I sat heaped in grief feeding on my flesh...then He said "Child come to me. I will give you rest..." (chorus) And now Hell’s Bells are broken Ill fate they’ll chime no more No innocence will be laid waste No "death is at the door" All Hail to the Master Who healed the weak and sore For Hell’s Bells are broken by blood and they’ll ring never more. Sold into slavery to my own will Wanting destruction and blood to spill A hating heart and a lying mind... Looking for death and knowing what I’d find. Yeah, but God sent His own Son bleeding down the path where I sat in my sin He shed all His blood And it broke my hating heart And I got down on my knees... (chorus)

The General --- We march out on the battlefield with the heightened sense that Christ is real And every sting of death we feel speaks of lies that we were told On the one side stands the modern man on the other hails an angel band And somewhere in between them stands the quivering lot of flesh that’s me and you...so whatcha gonna do with your life as you know it? You best make up your mind the time is come (chorus) The General’s on the front lines and He bears the marks of the battle gone before And we face no demon entity not pummeled by His majesty The Word become flesh is on the front lines. on the front lines On the battlefield a cross of wood the saints in garments drenched in blood there claim the ground where once He stood And never backing down Now comes the call to advance together lifting Holy hands To Praise the God of all the Lands for the Victory His Son gave to us...so whatcha gonna do with your life as you know it? You best make up your mind the time is come. (chorus) (bridge) And His eyes are like flames of fire, many crowns on His brow And His heart’s filled with the one desire That you could have your victory right now you could have your victory right now. (instrumental) The devil can’t believe his fate, he and his demons congregate And trump up ways to spread their hate and falsely they accuse The saints and angels bow their knee and in their midst the Prince of Peace makes sorrow, death, and hell to cease The victory is won for me and you...so whatcha gonna do with your life as you know it? Come on make up your mind, ‘cause here He comes. (chorus)

Precious --- Lord, what do I do about heaven? I don’t want to play a harp. Those standard issue angel wings would drape my shoulders like a tarp. And uh, my (my, my, my) halo dips and teeters on its stand I don’t want to face eternity lookin’ like a fairy man. (chorus) He said, "Child, pull yourself together. Where did those ideas come from? Take my Word; eternity is more precious than you’ve ever heard..." Lord, what do I do about angels? Little babies dressed in white. How they fly about with harps and sing. Are they precious in your sight? I don’t see how these angels ever battled with a sword Help me get a grasp on this won’t you tell me ‘bout it Lord. (chorus) (bridge) And while I’ve got your attention, child, won’t you answer to me this: All these silly man-crafted ideas how’d they ever make your list? My grace is all sufficient, my Word will tell you true Let my Word be precious to you. (solo) (chorus)

One Single Drop --- Everything that I could be in this life, everything you see in me, whatever else exists in this time and in all history... The most valued of these... is One Single Drop of Blood. All of our random ways that we live, all that our lives can become whatever. No matter what we might think, though all our lips be dumb... Over all of it all of it all of it all is One Single Drop of Blood. So drink and be merry all for a season deal with your weakness however you may outside you smile, but within you’re just crying your heart slowly dying in spite of your way... Call to the Spirit of God, what can heal you crawl to the throne room and fall on your face before God and admit that your insides are wicked Give Him His rightful place as Lord of your life you can’t face this world alone. Make Him the Lord of your life you can’t run the show alone. Ten thousand lives in this world now’ve begun all that those lives can become Whatever. No matter what they might think, though all their lips be dumb Over all of it all of it all of it all... is One Single Drop of Blood.

Call --- Do you still remember back when you were young and in Sunday School; thought you knew it all then, now didn’t you... really had a ball then, now didn’t you? But something’s on your mind here lately, you can’t recall what was it that the teacher said? (chorus) Our God is love......................................(hey you...) He sent His Son......................................(for you...) To show His love.................................... Jesus in the One you need. Come hearken to the Savior’s call. But years have come and gone and you forgot the words to that simple message from long ago. Now you’re all grown up and you’ve got to run... big responsibilities got you under the gun... but something’s on your mind here lately, the Spirit calls; Your heart is crying out for God. (chorus)

My Lord Still Bleeds --- I can see it yet...it’s a scene I’ll not forget... as the Lord of Glory bore all that was due me... He felt the pain in my place as they beat Him in the face pulling out his beard....that pain should have run through me... (chorus) The crown of thorns; every point would pierce the skin... such great shame in the weight of all man’s sin... and you have the nerve to say it’s not time for you to heed; with every minute you delay, My Lord Still Bleeds... Roman soldier with a whip coming for his back to strip... and every time it ripped his flesh, he thought of you and me... then they brought out the cross and on his bloody back t’was tossed and he carried it up to Golgotha’s peak. (chorus) (instrumental) Nailed upon that tree suffering untold misery... giving up the ghost was all within his plan you see, Jesus freely gave so that we all might be saved from a place called hell, where falls the sinful man. (chorus x2)

Victory to You --- As you walk through the world, take care of yourself you’re not alone... As you toil and you spin, minding your affairs you’re not alone... God’s there with you He sent His only Son, who left an Empty Grave this you’ve accepted, you said so yourself so (chorus) Keep your eyes on the prize not the battle, ‘cause the wars already won Keep your eyes on the Christ and react the way that He would if He lived here, because He is here in our hearts. na na na... So you walk and you Win, someone handed Victory to You don’t forget as you go on minding your affairs, His Word is True God’s there with you He sent His only Son, who left an Empty Grave this you’ve accepted, you’ve admitted as much so (chorus) God’s there with you He sent His only Son, who left an Empty Grave...

King Agrippa’s Song --- You know that if it could be shown - if it could be known that this Jesus you speak of The One that had been put to death - drew His final breath upon a cross If it could be proven to me scientifically that He was the Messiah then I’d be glad to trade my crown gladly lay it down for the life you’ve described. Chorus: But I’ve got people who look up to me for answers People looking out for me and I can’t show my need... the slightest weakness could tear my seat from me. If it was only yesterday I could prob’ly say that I would follow Jesus but right now I am on the spot and with all I’ve got that I could lose... if only I were not a king dragging everything through the eye of the needle then almost thou persuadest me to become as He and to be a child of God. (chorus)

Redeem the Time --- Running through the fields of blackened heaps of rubble, scars of trouble that once was a city. Trying to stay away from the people who worship the devil; the peasants of evil and trying not to worry... But our God is a Mighty God, He reigns in truth for eternity for all time and this world won’t last forever. (chorus) All of truth is life itself and all the world is but a vapor all of life is Jesus Christ...redeem the time. All of flesh it temporary, all our words are life and death and wicked the days...redeem the time. Trusting in our finest dreams of pious living won’t help us when the end is upon us... Just beyond our hope for tomorrow and plans for the future the beast is waiting and now is among us... But our God is a Patient God, He waits until the time is right to bring us all Home... Without Christ we’d be damned (chorus) (lead) (chorus) (lead)

Smile --- Right now, we drift along our merry ways; and like the butterfly we’re watching as he floats by... ...the flowers bloom by the Empty Tomb ...those who’ve gone before know We’re headed for the end. (chorus) Of our life as we know it. ...the end of our time as we know it... ...the end of the world as we know it... Brother, won’t you smile? Certain things we know are certain things; of this you can be sure: blood and sweat and tears are all yours and mine. It seems to me our dreams do hardly they include. Certain things prelude the end. (chorus) So; I guess you’re depressed about my little song; but don’t get me wrong... I’m just pointing out that without a doubt, there’s a Hope for all... He’s Jesus Christ and He’s the hope for our Life as we know it. He’s the Hope for all time as we know it. He’s the Hope for the world as we know it. Hope for our life as we know it. Brother, won’t you smile?

No Man’s Land --- You say your life is just a living hell? You say you know whereof you speak, as well... Well I’ve got news; perhaps you haven’t heard the Truth is written in God’s Word The hell of which you speak is darker still... for you to tarry there is not God’s Will. He never meant for man to have to go with fallen angels there below. As if life wasn’t hard enough, you’ve got allot of living left to do just take His plan...follow the Son of Man As if death wasn’t bad enough, the hell the wicked fall to is real far worse than this, it’s very simple to miss. When death should fall upon your feebled brow the life you’re living here falls like a shroud; The One you said "does not exist" you’ll meet. You’ll see no farther than His feet. You’ll hear a voice like trumpets from above: "How could you dare deny My Father’s Love? Although it breaks My Heart to see you go, you’ve got a place reserved below..." Down in No Man’s Land Escape this fate; I know you’re not a fool You’ll be empowered to live by God’s rule Get into Jesus; He is into you He died to tell you that it’s true The One begotten Son of God above Would have you enter now into His Love The Book of Life He’ll write your name therein in newness you’ll begin again. Yeah...

911-2K1 --- I really can't believe it. I'm a little bit numb. I'm sitting down to write but the words won't come. I'm thinking 'bout September 11th in the year 2001. I'm thinking 'bout a nation that never would pray; and how we all got down on our knees that day. I'm thinking 'bout tomorrow and what I would hope our children say. Still I am a believer that Jehovah is Just; and when I am faced with these things I must begin to see the healing coming over and then see the nation rise on her feet again. I believe that Jesus who was buried and dead came up out the grave like the bible said. America is bleeding from the heart; but her Faith has not fled...but still I have a hard time with it, I'm numb; and sitting down to write the words just won't come. I'm thinking 'bout September 11th in the year 2001.

Babel (the hidden track)--- Hey Buddy, what you doing- your measure slack and small... Don’t you know the picture’s big and painted on the wall? Oh-o-oh- You’re building like your fathers did and did your fathers fall Building crystal towers up to the sun. Oh Mother why the weeping- your apron strings so gay Don’t you know your sons are building palaces of pay? Oh-o-oh- The carousel of rusted steeds must speed them on their way Building crystal towers up to the sun. But as the sun is high the noon is bright Sun lights day the moon the night Man does rise and man does fall One Creator watches all... Hey sister, mind your spinning- the mulling in your toil Don’t you know your innocence is buried in the soil Oh-o-oh- The time for your clockwatch is struck and your lampstand’s full of oil But you’re building crystal towers (instead of planting flowers) Building crystal towers up to the sun.

All Songs written and composed by Scott J. Le Page Copyright © 2004 lePage/Godrock Ventures
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