Fear the people 
With your back 
Against the light 
With your face inside my life 

I can strike out at you 
Wheels [bad word] out of you 
With this light cannot see 
Wills are tearing into me 

It's wounded your fear 
But it's changed in ways 
That static Jesus, He doesn't hear 

Fear all the people you cannot see 
Feel the people inside of me 
Where is the moon tonight' 
It's so quiet 
Where is the moon tonight' 

It's very cold 
And it's very cold 
It's very blood of blood 
Static Jesus fear me now
Static Jesus fear me now 

It's very cold 
It's very blood of blood 
Static Jesus fear me now 
Static Jesus fear me now 
 [bad word] around 
They stick in his blood 
In hid blood 
Now you are eating, 
Eating of his own flesh 
His blood it's so cold 

Broken wing grace I called out for you 
Once 
Broken wing grace I called out for you 
Twice 
Broken wing grace I called out for you 
Three times 
Broken wing grace I called out for you 
Four times 
Broken wing grace I called out for you 
Five time 
Where are you'