Oh is it true that songs can do what bombs have always missed? To strike the lips of power that all men have longed to kiss?
That all may know if You don't save then everything is lost, Your roadmap to freedom is from infancy to Cross.
No rock will bear my load I'll cry out within my time, a battle cry against this world "God help me" is the line.
And as I rush upon the field I know I may fall slain, but I would rather fight and die than live my life in vain.
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