I feel the heavy hand of truth upon me I feel the deadly sin of pride It separates the highest form the lowly It separates love from you and I I hear the taunting voice of sure temptation I hear the rantings of a child An inner voice telling me I'm nothing The voice is mine, subject to the lie Heavy hand on heart Healing words to impart Heavy hand on my throat This is no dream This is no dream I see the haunting glow of pure surrender A shapeless light reveals the hidden vow I can see the countless sons of thunder, With their knowing eyes circling around me I feel divisions in this crowd Heavy hand on my heart Healing word to impart Heavy hand on my throat This is no dream This is no jokeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
