King’s Grace

[Verse 1]
From the outer darkness I walk these marshes
Bottom feeder marching thru the Slum Bucket harshness
Down with no ducats, Tiananmen apartments
Pain stacked on pain, pick a door and that's the target
Opps, all they talk about
Opposite of "Talk It Out"
Morals in decline, we just recline
And let them spark it out
Night lights, night lives
Spark and cough it out
High to fight the lows of Rock Bottom
But we walk it out
There ain't no hope unless God's in your heart or doubt
Christ's eternal life, a detour from the coffin route
I'm here broken like the glass on the curb
Side word: I'm trying to piece together for the third time
Times seven, many mercies, I accept them
Only grace got me here plus this heart of acceptance
The blood of Christ is the heart of Repentance
The sentence, the phrase: "The praise is my only weapon"

[Verse 2]
The Land of Losses, we lost it, the cost is
Hyperinflation, pulse racing where the cross is
Hospice: dead walking, the rest squawking
Red Dawn, flex my pythons, arrest often
I shed tears for my lost people, died feeble
Denied evils but never got to dine regal
Three-courses taste good as in a fine gazebo
I paint pictures for the blind on a grimy easel
Six senses, Seven Wonders, I'm the eighth to go
Break the mold, nine out of ten, I use faith to grow
Countdown: 5-4-3-2 the show
For the money, it's one, and I can use the dough
God's a provider and I'm a sole survivor
My soul grows wider than some Monster Truck tires
Surrounded by the sirens, firing Nine-Elevens
Resigned Reverends, I use Heaven as my weapon