Blood of the Lamb (Original IKMB! Version)

[Verse 1]

The blood of the lamb

Runs a flood over our losing town

A serpent has spoiled itself among our hope

And licks at the blood of the lamb

Our calls mocked in the face of heaven

The moon as red as the blood of our prayer

A devil hunched itself upon our crying child

And toys with the blood of the lamb

[Verse 2]

The desert has revealed us our true dust

A doubt in faith choked down in blood

The desert You created, the desert free from comfort

Desires wrested from lamb’s blood

The blood of the lamb colored as black and not as red

Three drops of peace colored as black and not as red

Forgive these wails of ungraciousness, ungraciousness for our own debt

The blood of the lamb is sweeter than our own

The blood of the lamb is sweeter than our own