The darkness seeped in, slowly covering your eyes with a sticky film of filth and disease.
You used to smile once, before the pain and sorrow of a broken family,
Trying to rise above the flames of destruction.
Tears would stain your guitar as the night enveloped you with terrors
Of choices taken and a life not making... falling short before God,
Justification for actions... the hole sunk deeper and fears crumbled walls
Of love and truth, distorting His beauty.
But you can't hear Him knocking, you can't hear him knocking...
Your pride isn't willing to let go of the sin that is holding you back
From a love so bright--- it consumes the night...
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