Once I thought
a' hope was gone
everything lost
I stood alone
Life and death
a' the same
on a suicidal path
o' self destruction
That day I kneeled
before Christ and begged
fur one last chance
Fur forgiveness
Convulsion, fever
regurgitating the past
as I sweat in fear
this night, my last
The dawn came
the sun rose
and for the first time
I saw
Love
Light
te sink so low
te rise so high
He took my hand
and set me free
from the depths o' hell
came, liberty
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