I got blood on my fingers

The blood is the answer for every lie I make
For every Sin for everything.

I got blood on my fingers.
Every time I tell a lie
The blood will not deny

Yeah I’m killing me again. (I’m killing the dead man)

There’s blood everywhere, will it ever disappear?
This poison from hell, I can’t stand the smell.

With the knife in my hand, I’m killing the dead man.
With the knife in my hand, I’m killing me again.

The blood is the answer for every lie I make.
For every Sin, for everything.
There’s blood everywhere, will it ever disappear?
This poison from hell, I can’t stand the smell.

I got blood on my fingers.
Every time I tell a lie
The blood will not deny

I cannot stand. I cannot live
alone I fall, I’m so week.
With you by my side, giving me strength.
To live this life, with no more pain!

Ny "Out Of Babylon" tekst som jeg nylig har skrevet.

Handler om at vi er alle syndere, og hver gang vi synder så dør vi. Hver gang vi synder så gir vi Jesus et nytt piskeslag.
Blodet flyter over hele tempelplassen. Blodet drypper ned fra Jesus kropp, ned på oss. Det er blod overalt.