01. The Undisputed Truth
In the heart of every man, comes the need to understand. To be part of a greater plan, to feel the touch of the Maker’s hand. Hearts that bleed. Hearts that need. Hearts that long for eternity. Hearts to heal. Hearts to feel. Hearts to burn for something real. Undisputed. Undisputed Truth. Undisputed My Undisputed Proof. From the mountains to the plains, one created voice exclaims. For the touch of saving grace, like a mother in birthing pains. Minds that Bleed. Minds that Need. Something more than eyes can see. Minds to heal. Minds to feel. To belong to something real. Undisputed. Undisputed Truth. Undisputed My Undisputed Proof. Every voice screams to restoration. Every mind yearns for restoration. Every heart breaks for restoration. The Earth shakes for restoration.

02. Now At Hand
The Kingdom is now. Those who have eyes, see see see. The Kingdom is at hand. Those who have ears, hear hear hear. The kingdom is at hand. It Calls. To the oppressed. Ones who need rest. The broken down. The Kingdom is now. To the guilty. Come without guilt. Slaves to be free. The Kingdom is now. Justice to the poor. Mercy to the thief. Those who are blind, see see see. The Kingdom is at hand. Those who are deaf, hear hear hear. It Calls. To the lost. Follow the path. Seek and be found. The Kingdom is now. To the Depraved. To the elect. To ressurect. The Kingdom is now. Father the orphan. Marriage for the whore. Heed these words. Heed this prophesy. See the call. Hear the call. Feel the call. It Calls. See the call. Hear the call. Feel the call. The Kingdom is now..

03. World War Three
They dropped the bomb to start this culture war. Separate themselves from the secular. Oh they love God but they hate you. The crusade is on. To draw a line in what they define. In what they fear is wrong and they know is right. Between the dirty and the worthy. One goal in sight is to make you. To fall in line. Align with the right make you pick a side. Behold the witch hunt. Casting out the infidels. The social cleansing. Casting out the first stone. They won’t stop ’til it’s World War Three. They want a line between You and Me. We’re in the middle of World War Three. They want a line between You and Me. World War Three. Two thousand years since the curtain was split in two. And left God and man in commune. So now the dirty become worthy. Yet here we are. Two hundred years in a nation state who blurred the lines of politics and faith. "Does Christ Vote left does He vote right?" Asked by the powers that want you. To fall in line. Align with the right make you pick a side. They dropped the bomb. Prepare for the fallout. World War Three. They dropped the bomb.

04. Cursed Creation (The Fall of Man)
Straight from the start man was deceived and believed he could defy and deny and so... We are the Body of a sick creation. We are the limbs of an amputee. We are the Children of a dying harlot. We are the harvest of a rotten seed. Throats are open graves. Tongues are full of deceit. Hearts are dens of beasts. All have turned away. Straight from the start one man’s fall left us all with a nature that’s incapable. The origin of sin has blackened the skies. Rained down pain, death, and disease. The curse of Adam’s race return to dust. Covenant broken. All innocence lost. We are the Body of a sick creation. We are the limbs of an amputee. We are the Children of a dying harlot. We ar the harvest of a rotten seed. The curse is upon us. Return to the dust..

05. Isaiah Six (feat. Dan Quiggle of Jesus Wept / xDisciplex AD)
I see. I see. I see. The Glory of. In the year Uzziah died. I saw the Lord seated high. And His presence filled the sky. The temple shook and I cried. Not before my eyes. The Glory of the King. My lips are Unclean. And so I scream: Woe to me. I am undone. Woe to me. My sin revealed. Woe to me. Fallen on my face. Woe to me. And my eyes have seen the King Holy. Holy. Holy. The Glory of. A burning coal to purify. To my lips seraphim they fly. Behold the cleansing fire. Shout to me celestial choir. "Your guilt is taken away, Your sins atoned for". Exclaims the voice of the Lord, "Who shall we send, who will go for us?" Here am I. No longer afraid. Here am I. My lips are cleansed. Here am I. I am made whole. Here am I. So send me. Now before my eyes. The Glory of the King. My lips are made clean. And so I sing. Joy to me. I have been set free. Joy to me. I the foulest. Joy to me. Found without blame. Joy to me. And my eyes have seen the King.

06. For All The Saints
For All The Saints. For those who lost their life. Who gave a true sacrifice. For All The Saints. For those killed for their faith. To those who died at the stake. Courageous saints of old. Under trials you stood bold. For those who died by the stone. Who paid the price with broken bones. Not their life to decide. The will of God kept them alive. For All The Saints. On the path. On the mission. Who heart the call. The great commission. Oh the purpose. Oh the passion. In me create conviction. Would I bear the Cross. Would I face the noose. Would I stand the sword. Would I fear the lion’s roar. Lives lost. Souls won. Perseverance of the Saints. For All The Saints.

07. Seven
Seven is the number of all perfection. The number that resounds to all the nations. Seven times seventy infinitely promised Grace proclaimed to humanity. All men bear the mark of the seven written by the author of the Word. All wait for the joy of the seven written by the author of the world. All signs point to the year of seven. Seven is the number of all completion. Stretches creation to Revelation. The blood oath, the scapegoat, of all his wrath. Salvation of the first and the last. All men bear the mark of the seven written by the author of the Word. All wait for the joy of the seven written by the author of the world. All signs point to the year of the seven. Purified Seven Times. Justified Seven Times. Sanctified Seven Times. Is the Word. In the fire. Flawless. Spotless. Refined. Seven times in the fire. Seven is the number of all fulfillment. Seven different signs of the revelation. Alpha Omega beginning and end. The coming of I am that I am. Seven days. Seven nights. Seven trumpets. Seven words. Seven vials. Seven churches. Seven eyes. Seven seals. Seven broken. Seven stars. Seven signs. Seven angels proclaim. It’s here. It’s here. It’s here. The year of the seven. Purified seven times. Justified seven times. Sanctified seven times. Seven. Seven. Seven.

08. The World’s Solution
Our lives not what they’re meant to be. Searching for reality. The world’s solution is at the bottom of the bottle. I resist against the grain. Mass markets hit their targets. Aiming down the streets on every corner. Billboards proclaim the glory. Hazing every moment with toxic eyes. Peers and jeers say to grow up and get out. Hedonism foaming out their mouths. Hearts yearn while livers bloat. Pour acceptance down their throats. Alternate reality. Fix the depravity. Blurry eyes constantly. Saturated gluttony. Poisonous commodity. Selling conformity. Perceiving a fantasy. What is seen, contrary. Falling down. Fill it up. Stumble around. Please the crowd. A rising opposition. What’s forced in our direction. Veins are clean of their solution. They’ll still scream. We won’t listen.

09. I Versus I (feat. Justin Chailou of xLooking Forwardx)
Oh God. Do you hear my cry? Don’t forget me here tonight. My faith is weak. I’m alone. Every lust is pleasing to the eye. I versus I. Candy coated lies. Me versus me. Hang from the sky. I versus I. Forbidden fruit. Me versus me. So sweet to the tongue. Oh God do you hear my cry? My excuse to embrace sin tonight. Oh God are you by my side? Can you see what I try to hide? A heart that’s so calloused. Isn’t alarmed to the very sins that once made my blood run cold. And I lose sight of Almighty desire and sin nature blinds my eye. I versus I. Old beast inside. Me versus me. So I recite. I versus I. Rehearsed confession. Me versus me. So I indulge. I versus I. A willing spirit and a spineless flesh. Lord hold me up when my faith’s put to the test. Lord help me see what blinds my I versus I.

10. Overrun. Overgrown. Overthrown.
The weeds have overgrown our lives. Rip them out. Lethargic. Complacent throughout the generations. Lackluster desire plagues our population. The roots of denial have spread like wildfire. Everyday everyone refuses to overthrow. What’s been Overgrown. Overthrow. The stiff-necked. The stubborn. The prideful vines that bind. They choke us. They strangle. Attack our hearts and minds. Unfruitful unwanted thorns that pierce our side. Apathy spreading seeds of poison weeds. Overthrow. What’s been Overgrown. Overthrow. Days become weeks. Weeks become months. Months become years. Sleep walking through life. Days become weeks. Weeks become months. Months become years. We ignore our fears. Overthrow. What’s been Overgrown. Overthrow. Time passes away like sand in the glass. We turn our eyes away as our days fly past. Time passes and the weeds will overrun. The weeds have overgrown our lives. Rip them out. The cracking foundation caused by the infestation. Parasites in our lives slowly killing us. Striving for nothing more easily satisfied. The mundane human life is called to overthrow. What’s been Overgrown. Overthrow. Everyday everyone refuses to overthrow.

11. Chasing The Wind
Nothing. Nothing. Nothing. Everything was Meaningless. Meaningless. Increase my land and wealth. Meaningless. Meaningless. Give me power and fame. Meaningless. Meaningless. Feed my Ego and pride. Meaningless. Meaningless. I need. I need. I need. I denied no desire. I refused myself no pleasure. I toiled to achieve everything was meaningless. Nothing. Nothing. Nothing. Everything was Meaningless. Meaningless. Meaningless. I’ve binged and purged. Meaningless. Meaningless. I sunk to Despair. I forgot my first love. I searched the whole earth. I grasped for the wind. In the end it’s Meaningless. I’ve been chasing the wind. Nothing new under the sun.