The Invisibles

Seven petals, seven rows, seven leafs around the rose.

Who are you and who backs you

don't you know you can't come through?

It's not a maze, it's life itself.

We prove beyond a reasonable doubt.

The architect chooses the builder to start

who then climbs a ladder and sorts it all out.

Cause that's all this is, discipleship, no more

so now you know who evens the score.

We play to win, this is ride or die.

And you can't see us just slide on by.


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