Reign, reign, reign, reign
Reign, reign, reign, reign
First born son
Last to annoy
Grabs his gun
Clenches fist tight
Thoughts will come
And sail away
Bent on path
Led me astray
To the king goes a crown of thorns
Scepters raised reign
A brand new lord
To the king goes a crown of thorns
Jesus Christ
Commit yourself
Admit your weakness
Obstacles aren’t overcome
Lest ye have passion
Like lambs led to a slaughter
Blind lead the blind
By blood they bind
Knotting all their heads as one
As they seek so shall they find
Truth, we taste it on our tongues
Cut you down, as sharp as swords
Truth, we taste it on our tongues
Jesus Christ
Commit yourself
Admit your weakness
Obstacles aren’t overcome
Lest ye have passion
Jesus Christ
Commit yourself
Admit your weakness
Obstacles aren’t overcome
Lest ye have passion
Reign, reign, reign, reign
Reign, reign, reign, reign
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Cold Hand of Christ Lyrics – Reign