En Hakkore Lyrics
Nazarite, set apart, he will lead themHypersthenic, beyond renoun, dead Philistines your crownTasting not of the vine or bewareThe razor shant come near the braids of your hairLiving ungodly for you wasn't meantEntry of freedom is why you were sentCall to me and I will be the springCall to me in need for I can turn your faith to strengthThe women you loved were not of your kindA weakness that severed your power divineYou drank from the spring that God only givesThen slept with the enemy knowing your sinBecause of your will to live not your vowOcular gouging and death in the endBelieve you were, example you areFor us who partake of En Hakkore from within
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