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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bevan Jaron Clauson
Songwriter
Lyrics
Oh no! Missiles blow now I'm missing toes
No mistletoe no kissing
There's no love in division
But Love's Arisen!
Oh no! Missiles blow now I'm missing toes
No mistletoe no kissing
There's no love in division
But Love's Arisen!
I'm a young missionary with a vision fishing dishing rhymes
In a militia with the mission to carry
God's love like an apothecary
With my platoon. Whistling harp tunes
Carrying harpoons. Smelling sharp fumes
Walking through war tombs while corpse loom
Quick duck like a turtle hides!
Amalek wants our mortal lives!
There's no time to huddle dive!
Blood puddles, death shuttles five
But I have a subtle vibe, Jesus Christ is the light at the end of the tunnel
War in my head I paint the picture
Swarming with led. the battleground is a mixture
Torso is red a bullet bit my
Sores having bled life can evict you
Then someone said I'm going to fix you
"Of course, have a med" He pours elixir
And then my gore fled, "how am I not licked Sir?"
He said, "my blood cures nicks and fixes hurt."
Oh no! Missiles blow now I'm missing toes
No mistletoe no kissing
There's no love in division
But Love's Arisen!
Oh no! Missiles blow now I'm missing toes
No mistletoe no kissing
There's no love in division
But Love's Arisen!
I'm a young missionary with a vision fishing dishing rhymes
In a militia with the mission to carry
God's love like an apothecary
I'm in the Lord's army
Ride with the cavalry
Shoot the artillery
March with the infantry
Writer(s): Bevan Clauson
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