| Red River Flows | ||||||
| The blood that flowed down from your hands was that the plan Born to die to redeem this man When you came down from that tree, when you died to save me Was it all a plan to die to justify me? When the pain came and you breathed in agony With every breath, did you die to justify me? The blood that flowed down did it have to be this way? Or was it a price that only you could pay? Chorus: With bowed heads and lowered eyes, this blood stream's a welcome prize (red river flows) With bowed heads and lowered eyes, this blood stream's a welcome prize (red river flows) With bowed heads and lowered eyes, this blood stream's a welcome prize (red river flows) With bowed heads and lowered eyes, this blood stream's a welcome prize A flood of a red river flows down the palms of a man, whose hands are strected open wide Open scars, a remenant of what's left inside A crown of thorns resting on his head, perfect humility Our King is never dead Burning hearts for years, the stronghold of comfort and fear A well of power, a fortress, a strong tower My King's a fortress and a true King who died to save us Chorus This red river rages through our human stages This red river flows, our human existence has grown Through years of pain, broken hearts are stained From the rush and flow of this red river Chorus 2x |
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