The Magnus Protocol 11 – Marked 8

pigeon pit - f.m.i.d

More Than It Hurts You

Oh Lord, you sent me countless mirrors
to gaze into my soul,
some harsh and cutting,
others tender, and some smelled of betrayal.

I took the challenge, yet you gave me another task,
the messenger who would not bow,
who would never yield to the weight
of showing all my surrender.

Step by step I’m learning who I am,
embracing farewells and transformation,
knowing I’m no prophet in my own land,
and that I must flee this war.

I am a prophet, my healing energy shines,
Jesus, my teacher, walks with me in darkness,
when they throw a corpse and the order is given,
for the persecution,
born of betrayal.

They say two men will give the order,
they say they want me dead,
because I spoke what you gave me,
and I refused to hide your truth.

Oh Lord, you spoke to me at night,
and I wrote down every word,
yet I forgive you, Lord,
for you delight in seeing yourself in me.

Let them do as they will,
for you sent Jesus for me.

Judas watched from shadowed corners,
under the guise of false freedom,
my sin was trying to save them,
from the unseen calamity.

Oh Lord, I sank to the darkest deep,
while demons fought to steal my voice,
and I kept breaking, piece by piece,
‘till only my lonesome shadow stood, afraid to face the light.

They say two men will give the order,
they say they want me dead,
because I spoke what you gave me,
and I refused to hide your truth.

Oh Lord, you spoke to me at night,
and I wrote down every word,
yet I forgive you, Lord,
for you delight in seeing yourself in me.

Let them do as they will,
for you sent Jesus for me.

and no one is a prophet in their own city.

A prophet is without honor in their own town

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Lyrics:
I never take smoke breaks 
I could but I don't 
I could but I don't 'cause I know 
there's a smoker inside of me somewhere 
and I don't wanna let him out 
so I catch myself glancing 
from the backseat 
on the trip home to Plymouth from Lansing 
at the pack you keep in the cup holder 

Bought some Marlboro Reds for my eighteenth birthday 
and I smoked a couple, only a couple 
and gave the rest away 
'cause I don't wanna think that it's already too late 
so I never take smoke breaks 

I know that they'll get me 
yeah one day 
you'll pull into this parking lot to the sight of me puffing away 
into the second half of the second pack that day 
and I know what you'll say 

"Hey Marco, since when were you a smoker?" 
Since the day I gave up and decided to fuck myself over 

And it's more a question of when than a question of if 
since that night you hopped out of my car 
left behind your American Spirits 
and I keep a lighter in my pocket at all times 'cause 
never know when you'll need one 
never know when you'll need one 

"Hey Marco, since when were you a smoker?" 
Since the day I gave up and decided to fuck myself over 
fuck myself over

montgomery forever

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