Lord I know I am not worthy at all
I am a sinner through and through...
The lord is everywhere.
He is around us and inside of us...
Alone I stand
Everything to give...
May I fall into you?
Tumble past greetings...
On my Lord is a stigma
placed there by an enigma...
I walk around these empty streets theres so much...
I spread The Word the best I can and hope I see...
We take for granted every day,
The morning, the sunrise, and we don't pray...
Warmth thrives within each individual cell,
an energy without much luminescence...
"The Lord saved me from my own sins"
They said this again and again...
It seems it is all matter of etymology
it's said three wise men learned in astrology...
RED.
I don't know what I'm doing...
Is anything too hard for God?
Is there a problem He cannot face...