Lost souls
O Lord, to be attune to you To hear your heart break For a world going to Hell O Lord, to feel your perpetual pain
O Lord, to be attune to you To hear your heart break For a world going to Hell O Lord, to feel your perpetual pain
Our scientific and costly attempts Proving the existence of God Is to what avail? Wasting more time and money Why not prove another obvious Our
I say, “I’m hurting” You say, “I know” I say, “I’m broken” You say, “I understand” I say, “I’m lonely” You say, “I, too” You
I say, “I’m hurting” You say, “I know” I say, “I’m broken” You say, “I understand” I say, “I’m lonely” You say, “I, too” You
Running through fields of laughter Enjoying its freshness… Soaring the heights of laughter Seeking its horizon… Smelling the flavour of laughter Tasting its succulence… Hearing
In the darkness of the ark When the grey obscurity envelops all The clear light will suddenly appear Dispelling all the voices of evil In
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