| Song | The Resistance |
| Artist | Josh Garrels |
| Album | Love & War & The Sea in Between |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I was born into a system constructed for failure | |
| It’s a sinking ship manned by drunken sailors | |
| An escape artist behind the bars of a jailor | |
| An asthmatic attack when we forgot the inhaler | |
| If the shoe doesn’t fit what good is a tailor | |
| In the midst of a crisis please cancel the gala | |
| Without a symphony there’s no need for a prelude | |
| To foreshadow what’s to come. | |
| See the secret committees, commence with their meetings | |
| To make red tape in response to simple questions | |
| Questions threaten the perception of the beneficial systems | |
| A pyramid scheme with it’s cogs and it’s pistons | |
| Mechanization of men, making more and more | |
| Live in a miserable exhistance | |
| How can so few, claim so many victims | |
| And this begs the question | |
| My rest is a weapon against the oppression | |
| Of mans obsession to control things | |
| Look at the long line of make believe kings | |
| The lord of the flies want’s you to kiss his ring | |
| Follow new rules with invisible strings | |
| And become a puppet in the diabolical scheme | |
| How do good men become part of the regime | |
| They don’t believe in resistance. | |
| Hold fast like an anchor in the storm | |
| We will not be moved | |
| Lesson number one, overcome | |
| Every fear of regret and confusion | |
| It’s all illusion, delusion | |
| Sent to disconnect the holy fusion | |
| Of spirit and the flesh | |
| Every mortal breath, is meant to bring forth fire | |
| But only when the fear of death, gets consumed | |
| On the funeral pier | |
| So let the flames rise higher | |
| Let every man be considered a liar | |
| If he doubts the goodness and faithfulness of God | |
| Itching ears will compulsively nod in approval | |
| When unbelief is taught in all our temples and schools | |
| But God can restrain the madness of a fool | |
| He can bring His truth through the mouth of a mule | |
| You can move an mountain without any tools | |
| It just takes the faith of a little seed | |
| to make a way through what might seem to be | |
| Impossibility, | |
| And the ability will match the occasion | |
| The outcome will defy explanation | |
| The liberation will not be televised | |
| When it arrives like lightning in the skies | |
| Hold fast like an anchor in the storm | |
| For your love, we will rise and overcome | |
| Through the fire | |
| Hold fast my people and sing | |
| Through peace and through suffering | |
| All for the joy that it brings, to be free | |
| It’s gonna cost us everything | |
| To follow one Lord and King | |
| True love endures everything | |
| To be free | |
| Hold fast, like an anchor in the storm | |
| We will not be moved |
| I was born into a system constructed for failure | |
| It' s a sinking ship manned by drunken sailors | |
| An escape artist behind the bars of a jailor | |
| An asthmatic attack when we forgot the inhaler | |
| If the shoe doesn' t fit what good is a tailor | |
| In the midst of a crisis please cancel the gala | |
| Without a symphony there' s no need for a prelude | |
| To foreshadow what' s to come. | |
| See the secret committees, commence with their meetings | |
| To make red tape in response to simple questions | |
| Questions threaten the perception of the beneficial systems | |
| A pyramid scheme with it' s cogs and it' s pistons | |
| Mechanization of men, making more and more | |
| Live in a miserable exhistance | |
| How can so few, claim so many victims | |
| And this begs the question | |
| My rest is a weapon against the oppression | |
| Of mans obsession to control things | |
| Look at the long line of make believe kings | |
| The lord of the flies want' s you to kiss his ring | |
| Follow new rules with invisible strings | |
| And become a puppet in the diabolical scheme | |
| How do good men become part of the regime | |
| They don' t believe in resistance. | |
| Hold fast like an anchor in the storm | |
| We will not be moved | |
| Lesson number one, overcome | |
| Every fear of regret and confusion | |
| It' s all illusion, delusion | |
| Sent to disconnect the holy fusion | |
| Of spirit and the flesh | |
| Every mortal breath, is meant to bring forth fire | |
| But only when the fear of death, gets consumed | |
| On the funeral pier | |
| So let the flames rise higher | |
| Let every man be considered a liar | |
| If he doubts the goodness and faithfulness of God | |
| Itching ears will compulsively nod in approval | |
| When unbelief is taught in all our temples and schools | |
| But God can restrain the madness of a fool | |
| He can bring His truth through the mouth of a mule | |
| You can move an mountain without any tools | |
| It just takes the faith of a little seed | |
| to make a way through what might seem to be | |
| Impossibility, | |
| And the ability will match the occasion | |
| The outcome will defy explanation | |
| The liberation will not be televised | |
| When it arrives like lightning in the skies | |
| Hold fast like an anchor in the storm | |
| For your love, we will rise and overcome | |
| Through the fire | |
| Hold fast my people and sing | |
| Through peace and through suffering | |
| All for the joy that it brings, to be free | |
| It' s gonna cost us everything | |
| To follow one Lord and King | |
| True love endures everything | |
| To be free | |
| Hold fast, like an anchor in the storm | |
| We will not be moved |
| I was born into a system constructed for failure | |
| It' s a sinking ship manned by drunken sailors | |
| An escape artist behind the bars of a jailor | |
| An asthmatic attack when we forgot the inhaler | |
| If the shoe doesn' t fit what good is a tailor | |
| In the midst of a crisis please cancel the gala | |
| Without a symphony there' s no need for a prelude | |
| To foreshadow what' s to come. | |
| See the secret committees, commence with their meetings | |
| To make red tape in response to simple questions | |
| Questions threaten the perception of the beneficial systems | |
| A pyramid scheme with it' s cogs and it' s pistons | |
| Mechanization of men, making more and more | |
| Live in a miserable exhistance | |
| How can so few, claim so many victims | |
| And this begs the question | |
| My rest is a weapon against the oppression | |
| Of mans obsession to control things | |
| Look at the long line of make believe kings | |
| The lord of the flies want' s you to kiss his ring | |
| Follow new rules with invisible strings | |
| And become a puppet in the diabolical scheme | |
| How do good men become part of the regime | |
| They don' t believe in resistance. | |
| Hold fast like an anchor in the storm | |
| We will not be moved | |
| Lesson number one, overcome | |
| Every fear of regret and confusion | |
| It' s all illusion, delusion | |
| Sent to disconnect the holy fusion | |
| Of spirit and the flesh | |
| Every mortal breath, is meant to bring forth fire | |
| But only when the fear of death, gets consumed | |
| On the funeral pier | |
| So let the flames rise higher | |
| Let every man be considered a liar | |
| If he doubts the goodness and faithfulness of God | |
| Itching ears will compulsively nod in approval | |
| When unbelief is taught in all our temples and schools | |
| But God can restrain the madness of a fool | |
| He can bring His truth through the mouth of a mule | |
| You can move an mountain without any tools | |
| It just takes the faith of a little seed | |
| to make a way through what might seem to be | |
| Impossibility, | |
| And the ability will match the occasion | |
| The outcome will defy explanation | |
| The liberation will not be televised | |
| When it arrives like lightning in the skies | |
| Hold fast like an anchor in the storm | |
| For your love, we will rise and overcome | |
| Through the fire | |
| Hold fast my people and sing | |
| Through peace and through suffering | |
| All for the joy that it brings, to be free | |
| It' s gonna cost us everything | |
| To follow one Lord and King | |
| True love endures everything | |
| To be free | |
| Hold fast, like an anchor in the storm | |
| We will not be moved |