A twilight sky hovers above A fell veil of despair rain falls upon the spirits that dwell there They crawl and drag their fingers across the ground Hopeless and blind, they search for a love that can save the hearts within. The trees twist and groan They mourn and drip tears, for this land is a breathing tomb... Torturous and unrelenting Such sorrow exists in the absence of light My body was born in this grave and I shall return there one day Alive and triumphant in death For there is no other name under the heavens by which we can be saved Jesus Christ, the keeper of men's souls... Father, we seek your hand...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
