Salt of the Earth
Show your face Throw down the sheets Engulfed in conflictions Once again The gold curtain is no longer Considered a shelter The gold curtain is no longer Considered a shelter Considered a shelter Move! Roll out the red carpet for what we call the mainstay Roll out the red carpet for what we call the queen Bury yourself in accomplishments You've kept them all from me Expected to lead the way You take my dignity And the kingdom came Goodbye Goodbye Show your face Show your face Goodbye!
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 21, 2026
One last time We will stand At the foot Of the cross Where He made That last sacrifice For you and I, you and I No, they will not take me alive For in this battle I will fight This is the turning point of Everything I'll stand my ground for Him (For we are dressed for war) And I'll always hold That promise to You That I made that one day And I'll always hold That promise to You That I made that day I'll stand true as I am for You They'll never know For this devil strains Break these chains for I am not a sinner This is murder! Why can't you hear me clear? x6
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 21, 2026
Along it's weighed out for you It's weighed too much for you Too many years Take this to heart now Consider this your warning You'll die Never more! Never again! Take me home! This bone won't be thrown around now It's killing me
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 21, 2026
The hooded scoundrels await their death We are of those chosen few They bare the marks of the sin They're nothing like us but they try to destroy our trust Their books and chants will harm none For we will stand strong, in the pit of the night For the arbolist is growing weak, and the servants die off The time has come when there's no one left to hold your hand Stand your ground There is talk of strange folk aboard
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 21, 2026
Why? You change yourself into something different Why? You change for no one else's but the whole world's expectations You dug yourself Real deep this time So lose the shovel You dug yourself Real deep this time So listen here Lean on this crutch Or be trampled Lean on this crutch Or be trampled This filthy world Is what we are left with Try turning this around I just look back At the filthy world And I bow down Cry out Love is reflection Painted deep Drowning in your own Self-reflections Drowning in your own Disconnected reflections We're all torn from this Disconnected reflections
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 21, 2026