Letra de No One Leaves This Room Sick

Who’s the foolish man?
The one who bows his will to a sick and defeated foe
The one who fights
Step from the crowd of the dying, from the shadows
Sickness and panic and death, until you rise

Hell fight me
This is the war I was made for
Love over all
Fight me
In this hollow, faithless, shattered reality
I’ll never fall

Immanuel, I am not my own
Immanuel, I am not alone

Move from the slave state, into the moment of youth speaking earth’s fate
The highest truth
Though our number is small we’re slowing growing
And we heed only King’s call
As He declares: I must have, all the hopeless
I hold the pure staff. Shepherd of truth
Trust my work in you. As you believe Me, I entrust myself too
And I declare

Fight me
Fight me
Fight me
Come and fight me

To the generation I’ve seen in my dreams: you’re the only option the dying world has
And it’s no longer the time for us to play church, it’s time for every one of us to stand up and depend solely on the presence of God inside
Kill me, smash me to the ground
You’ll never defeat me
Flesh and blood
I must prophesy
I will prophesy
To the four winds
We must Prophesy
Immanuel, I am not my own
Immanuel, I am not alone
Immanuel!