Your thoughts come and go in succession,
Make me remorseful in the mire of illusion.
Long broken bonds can't be forged again I feel,
Your love I couldn't survive being only a lost deal.
Standing on a forked road an indecisive fool I frown
One again takes a turn to you, the other to unknown.
Mind trace back to all unfortunate events responsible,
But the aching heart still believe in forgiveness possible.
Loosing you would be like a severance of my own soul,
To be a zombie in the hands of Lucifer for eternity all.
Let the light of heaven be fall upon me to think right,
Make me to see from inner eyes not the worldly sight.
Let the Holy Spirit guide me to the path of deliverance,
Fill my heart with her love only purging all arrogance.
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Let the Holy Spirit guide me to the path of deliverance, Fill my heart with her love only purging all arrogance.