IRC-Galleria

I collapse under my burden, my sin.
Faith in my heart I long for better days.
Only the one with no sin can save me, my soul.
My stillborn fear of abandonment.

Come forth, take my hand.
Close your eyes, see the sacred land.
By the grace of God, Christ redeemed us with His blood,
It's hope from above.

Take me away from my cathedral of hate.
Hold on to me, make me see what is my fate.

"Like the Rose of May.
I'm with you to the end of days.
By the grace of God, I redeemed you with my blood,
It's hope from above."

Every storm has an end
And every night brings a new morning.