The times were dark and days were wild The first time I believed Your love would carry me home
But when my enemies came To curse what I made My hands would spark the fires of war
Shaking from a love abandoned I thirst for streams of providence Weathered into an eclipse of love and hate I'm overcome by the weapons that they made From underneath, this battle wears me thin An empty frame, barely human by the end
Treachery in my blood Terminal till' undone Hammered into foreign shape What did I think I would make?
Betrayed innocence I have confidence There is forgiveness
Abba, strike this Jaw that whispers Death into my soul Rip out every root it has grown in meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
