Lead all nation and breathe will all caution
You'll find yourself amazed caught up in her squalor
Forget all organ a pre thought notion I'll find a way to use your keep,
Will not defy your prayers to the saints I once held high
My judgement fell short of what they predict

Even we grow stronger
And I know in my heart I wont go for lost
The rains of the clouds fell short of silent tear
Even as I grow weaker

Forget all my past proceed with all haste
My half heart soul is stuck in the bottom
Break yourself off a piece of my last spoil
Stain yourself wicked blood I will defy
Your prayers to the saints I once held high
My judgement fell short of what they predict

Even we grow stronger
And I know in my heart I wont go for lost
The rains of the clouds fell short of silent tear
Even as I grow weaker
And I called out to all that would hear
My angel their wings was on their side