In the name of the lord we shall be put to death one day
Our blood shall be upon us
But it’s promised that we will find a way
Every living thing shall surely be to death
We all have our price to pay
Every man shall be to death for his own sins
We don’t really know what this means

Let us worship and bow down
Let us kneel before our maker
Let us worship and bow down
Let us kneel before our maker

We’re sick to death
Please give us a sign this time
And it seems that our lives still make no sense
So we pray for a quick end
From heaven sent
We found trouble and sorrow
There’ll be no tomorrow
Why can’t we set ourselves free

Let us worship and bow down
Let us kneel before our maker
Let us worship and bow down
Let us kneel before our maker
Bow down
Bow down

Our eyes are blind but we feel no fear
Our mouths are shut and we can hear
Death’s calling
Cancer grows in all our brains
Poison’s pumping through the veins
The end is near – our ears can hear
Death’s calling

Let us worship and bow down
Let us kneel before our maker
Let us worship and bow down
Let us kneel before our maker

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