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Behold the tower
Brick by brick we raise it
Upward to the sky
To reach the heights of heaven
And beyond
With eyes of fire and burning pride
Our power cannot be denied
So God Himself can look

Well Santa had to close up his workshop
Sometime after Christmas '09
'Cause sadly the economy's a mess and jobs are hard to find
It's sad to see our holiday heroes
Struggling to just make a dime
But it's sink or swim, 'cause the times are grim It's like a Christmas Special in the unemployment line...
Frosty got a job in a kitchen
And his boss is in a terrible mood

Build a fire and fan the flame
Sacrifice without a name
Offerings on the altar to the unknown god

Multitudes of gods cover our landscapes and our lives
Images of deities and halls of sacrifice
Philosophers and scholars and sophisticates we are
Our gods are our religion and religion is our god

Why do we only call your name when there's no one else to call?
And we only really seek you when our mighty towers fall
Why do we say you've failed us and you've turned your eyes away
When we're only sleeping in the bed we made?
Why do we call for free will, but reject all consequence?
Why's the path we've made to heaven stained with the blood of innocence?
Why'd we ignore the warnings that we've read and always known
And get angry when we reap the things we've sown?

I see a ghost, a spirit
Walking on the water
He bids me come to Him
Without a boat
To walk upon the sea

So I jump over the edge
And take a step upon the water

GHOST SHIP
(Music and Lyrics: Matt Smith)

Messenger of ages
Carried on the wings of second birth
Unto the silent secrets of the earth
Justice generation
Anthem for the sense of purpose we lost

A child in sweet duplicity
For innocence? Or slavery to nature
And the bents that haunt him straight out of the womb?
He doesn’t have to learn the things unseemly that his instinct brings
To carry like a burden from the cradle to the tomb
You’ll never have to teach him how to lie
If we are born in innocence, well, don’t you wonder why?
For selfishness already dwells inside

I Am lyrics

I am the light upon your path when you have lost your way
I am the footprints in the sand the ocean's tide can't wash away
I am the shelter from the storm that rages on and on
The incorruptible foundation that the wise man builds upon
I am the bread that feeds a starving man upon the street
I am the bounty on the table in the palace at the feast

As I sit alone and tired, with time to spare
Temptation rears its ugly head
Born from a deceptive dream into a nightmare
It calls to me again
Testing me to see if I will break this time
Or at least how far I'll bend
I can see its glowing eyes and hear its evil cries
"Come dance with me, my friend..."

So the candle’s gone out, it’s been soaked by the rain
And the cold winds of doubt have extinguished the flame
The lighthouse sits idly in darkness again
As the ship sails ocean alone
The sun’s frozen over and all has gone cold
And the fires of the past have been bought and then sold
And the light on the porch is abandoned and old

I. The House Of Mirrors

Listen to the tale I tell
a haunting dream I know so well
When walking home alone one night
my path revealed by candlelight
Ahead I see an open door
with no idea what's in store

I'm searching to find what's beyond each horizon
to the end of one world and on to a new one
always chasing golden sunsets
I'm struggling out of the depths of the valley
and my weary legs have failed me once again
so I give my broken soul to you

And in my weakness is Your strength realized

I’ve been working for my whole life to get to the other side
And try to achieve true righteousness
All the scourges and whips I cracked
The flesh I ripped off my back
It only led me to emptiness

Here I am, a broken man who’s done all that a man could do
And found that it’s only filthy rags

In my dreams I have seen beyond
In my dreams I have seen what I am coming from
Visions of my eternity
Visions of a celestial holy city

Twelve gates of Jerusalem
Twelve angels surround the wall
Only one way leads inside the gates

The tears stream down her face onto the cold hospital bed
Just like a prisoner between four ugly walls
The fear she can't control is running rampant in her head
With every day she spent just waiting for that call
And I will never leave her side
We walk the tightrope between faith and fear
Each moment of our lives
But then the darkest hour of night is turned to day

Shame covers me
What was Light has turned To Dark
Pain torments me
Where there once was something holy
Now beats my blackended heart

Sin has tangled me
My life is broken and I bleed eternally

What do you see when you look around?
In the shadows where you would think no light could be found
It’s there
Pictures and signs in these modern times?
It’s there to be seen if you read between the lines
Everywhere
Tell me, do you see what I see?
Tools of the Creator to tell His story

Born into the darkness
Thrown into the viper's den
The serpent in the cradle
Takes the child into its nest of sin
Slowly suffocating
The souls of victims it has found
Into the vicious cycle,
On the path that only leads us down

Born into the darkness
thrown into the viper's den
the serpent in the cradle
takes the child into its nest of sin
slowly suffocating
the souls of victims it has found
into the vicious cycle
on the path that only leads us down

Paradoxes of all time, limitations of the mind
Darkly looking through a mirror, parallel distorted lines

All our knowledge and our plans, every circumstance of man
All the wisdom that we’ve gathered never reaches the divine

(Wake the wonder of it all)

At the center of my heart there sits a throne
That the rightful occupant's not always
free to call His own
For how can I give the King
His place of worth above all else
When I spend my time striving
to place that corwn upon myself

Sin ripped apart my family like a jackal on the carcass of a beast
exposing all the vultures who were waiting in the wings to join the feast
Descending like spiders, preparing to poison your prey
you smile on the outside while planning a way to make the guilty pay
but the payment is made

Who would feast upon disgrace?
Well I don't know, I don't wanna know

Concrete and coldness
Cobwebs and chaos
Poison and promises
Liars and lies

Deception falls like ashes from the skies
Intentions and motive lost to distraction
It sometimes seems easier to leave it alone