Sacrosanct by Theo the Foot Washer Lyrics
Its another beautiful day in Philadelphia!
City of brotherly love! Birds chirping!
The sun rising!
O the paper is here early. What a great day! For the traditions of the world are at hand! Hey what’s wrong with him!? Foot washer what’s wrong? Everyday your happy and chipper. What wrong?!
[Verse]
New day same shame
Same picture different frame
Been Changed chilling but the feeling
Still remains
Villains came willing to make a billion For Spilling game
Banging on hell's ceiling
Literally killing to build a name
Rabid wolves wrapped in wool
Jumpsuits Consealing fangs
Priests of Baal prophesying falsely
But they Bolsheviks
They don't wanna lift his name
They just profit off of it
What's up with seeing people saved
No matter what it's costin us
We was lost too
But someone fought for us
We wouldn't even be here
If he Ain't call for us
Met us where we stood
Crossed the impassable gulf for us
Also brought his brand new life and spirit to offer us
(long pause)
These luckless suckers trying to
Pluck us from him
And make off with us
Why they still breathing, father?
Blaspheming and teaching
People evil models
And take it for good
They shouldn’t see tomorrow
Abandoning your ways
Slandering your name
Make them an example
Hand them to the grave
To stay
Let them stop talking
And start coughing
And fall over and die
To the coffin today
For taking in vain the
Holy name of the most high
No lie
That's how I been feeling God
But I'm suppose to love those guys
And respect your will...
City of brotherly love! Birds chirping!
The sun rising!
O the paper is here early. What a great day! For the traditions of the world are at hand! Hey what’s wrong with him!? Foot washer what’s wrong? Everyday your happy and chipper. What wrong?!
[Verse]
New day same shame
Same picture different frame
Been Changed chilling but the feeling
Still remains
Villains came willing to make a billion For Spilling game
Banging on hell's ceiling
Literally killing to build a name
Rabid wolves wrapped in wool
Jumpsuits Consealing fangs
Priests of Baal prophesying falsely
But they Bolsheviks
They don't wanna lift his name
They just profit off of it
What's up with seeing people saved
No matter what it's costin us
We was lost too
But someone fought for us
We wouldn't even be here
If he Ain't call for us
Met us where we stood
Crossed the impassable gulf for us
Also brought his brand new life and spirit to offer us
(long pause)
These luckless suckers trying to
Pluck us from him
And make off with us
Why they still breathing, father?
Blaspheming and teaching
People evil models
And take it for good
They shouldn’t see tomorrow
Abandoning your ways
Slandering your name
Make them an example
Hand them to the grave
To stay
Let them stop talking
And start coughing
And fall over and die
To the coffin today
For taking in vain the
Holy name of the most high
No lie
That's how I been feeling God
But I'm suppose to love those guys
And respect your will...