More faithful than the setting of the sun hate and discontent breeds like disease in a cesspool of imperfection and dishonesty. Living in a world where we are fed that nothing is acceptable in the eyes of our Father. The wars that breed the young that one day will rule the world, kill off the last breathing species that dwell amongst us. This world that we live in is slowly decaying in our hands. In this unsettling uneasiness we find ourselves with gifts and talents that are given with grace; four human bodies. What are we capable of? We can't change the world. Our words can't shatter the ground we walk upon and certainly can't speak into the leaders of human race. What if each spoken word echoed through the realm and shook thousands of homes and spoke into the lives of millions? One day we can only be so lucky to share with the people that are willing to let us into there lives with music. We are My Final Breath. We breathe, live, and sleep music and we have passion that fuels our desire to create music that not only pleases but affects every person that it speaks to. Jesus gave his children a message and we are humbled by imperfection but carry on. Our will is strong, as strong as the desire in our hearts to lift Him up. |
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