God of wrath, God the Father
Punish me not for the sins of the Mother
In thy image did you make me
Now unbind me from thy blind fury
Oh deliver me unto green pastures
Far, far from thy watchful eye
Far From thy wretched covenant, I
Have tasted of the Tree of Knowledge and it is sweet
God of Grace, God Almighty
My cup runneth over in thy blessings aplenty
Gentle shepherd, where do you lead me?
Is it muzzled leather, or a gilded teather?
Like a satellite in your orbit, I was yours to praise or torment
But the seed in the garden dormant,
always bursts forth towards the sun
Oh freedom isn't free when withheld consciously
But I'll find that knowledge tree so sweet
A mighty fortress was your love
Until a prison it became
I'll let my hair down and from above
Never more speak of Thy name
credits
from Ophiliac,
released May 28, 2019
A Mighty Fortress is Our God, written by Martin Luther 1529
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