| As I was thinking back, | |
| back to a day, | |
| it was mid-day, | |
| but the sky was black like midnight. | |
| Seeing a lifeless body impaled by nails | |
| suffering the blast of hell, | |
| caught my attention cause it looked like a blood bath as I | |
| looked past and saw a broken man | |
| soaked in the white hot wrath of God and I asked why. | |
| I found some answers in His bloody face. | |
| A face I began to recognize in the background of every instance of my life, I ignored. | |
| Suddenly sense his spirits presence soothing my rude, rude soul. | |
| Though ruined by the world’s view, | |
| He wooed me, | |
| though crude and without a clue and | |
| screwed up out of my mind | |
| He pursued me ‘til He made me holy. | |
| Whole. |
| As I was thinking back, | |
| back to a day, | |
| it was midday, | |
| but the sky was black like midnight. | |
| Seeing a lifeless body impaled by nails | |
| suffering the blast of hell, | |
| caught my attention cause it looked like a blood bath as I | |
| looked past and saw a broken man | |
| soaked in the white hot wrath of God and I asked why. | |
| I found some answers in His bloody face. | |
| A face I began to recognize in the background of every instance of my life, I ignored. | |
| Suddenly sense his spirits presence soothing my rude, rude soul. | |
| Though ruined by the world' s view, | |
| He wooed me, | |
| though crude and without a clue and | |
| screwed up out of my mind | |
| He pursued me ' til He made me holy. | |
| Whole. |
| As I was thinking back, | |
| back to a day, | |
| it was midday, | |
| but the sky was black like midnight. | |
| Seeing a lifeless body impaled by nails | |
| suffering the blast of hell, | |
| caught my attention cause it looked like a blood bath as I | |
| looked past and saw a broken man | |
| soaked in the white hot wrath of God and I asked why. | |
| I found some answers in His bloody face. | |
| A face I began to recognize in the background of every instance of my life, I ignored. | |
| Suddenly sense his spirits presence soothing my rude, rude soul. | |
| Though ruined by the world' s view, | |
| He wooed me, | |
| though crude and without a clue and | |
| screwed up out of my mind | |
| He pursued me ' til He made me holy. | |
| Whole. |
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