I WHO BEND THE TALL GRASSES

Glorious Father, intercede for me If I cannot hide from you, neither can he Always your voice bites the back of a cold wind And the tall grasses bend for you Where does your light not shine? Where does your light not shine? Take hold of my gentle axe and split him open Gather up my quiet hammer and nail him down Use any of your heavenly means Your golden scythe Your holy sword Your fiery arrows studded with stars I don't give a fuck Just kill him You have to I'm not asking I have made my body your vessel I preach your word in every room I have walked the earth weeping I whip my back with my many sorrows Are my sacrifices not extravagant? All I have is yours And I swear I can't do it again I swear to you, Lord, he has to die There is no other way, there is no other way Where does your light not shine? Where does your light not shine? I have never loved him more than I do now But I can't do it again I have to be the only one I'm not asking Do you understand? He belongs to me Do you understand? It is my voice that bites the back of a cold wind It is my voice that bites the back of a cold wind And I, it is I who bends the tall grasses It is I, I am the one I am the only one I have to be I don't care that he can't help us I can't do it again I can't do it again He belongs to me Where does your light not shine? Where does your light not shine? Glorious Father, intercede for me If I cannot hide from you, neither can he