It is black, darkness, a sickness deep inside
There is no hope, no promise, just empty despair...
Every night, I go to sleep with tears in my eyes.
And I wonder why I try to do what's right...
He was our savour,
he did us a favour...
Though long the weary way may be,
And burdens weighing upon me...
The girl silently sits
Crying in the dark...
What is a Christian?
many people in our society claim the name...
Isnt it beautiful
When the sun shines...
Razor blade are you tired of being used?
By those feeling lonely and abused...
Charity is perfect love that flows through a heart
The life giving sacred blood that must not depart...
"It is no measure of health to be well...
to a profoundly sick society."...
They told me to count my blessings
But instead I numbered the tears I cried...
Spotlight galring down,
silence from all around...