Some men on horses protect the lands,
Defending the views believed are true...
Dear Lord, there are those who think you
Were born in the minds of mortal men...
Do not stray
Nor...
Faith
such a misused, abused...
I can't remember much but,
the smallest portion still stays within me...
Life is like a Labyrinth with many twist and...
Or climbing a spiral staircase where the passion...
Nobody could stir away these drifting emotions
Left and heavy inside my lonely heart...
Here is this, a woman who loves the Lord
When she was young, she used to pray...
Here sits our priest
Praying to the Gods...
There are so many people in the world today
Backsliding trying to hide and they are going...
Through the last remaining window,
he throws the last chair...
I'd love to say my faith was like a powerful boat...
I'd love to say I was calm and cool, always...