Just like a fallen star, I dread an explanation
I find it hard to see all the good around me.
Here I lie, afraid to die, chasing shadows all my life,
Intensifies my endless cries, there’s no place to hide.
Heaven’s doors open wide, I see a rider stand inside,
The judged are taken by his sword his name is truth, the word of god.
I find it hard to see all the good around me.
Here I lie, afraid to die, chasing shadows all my life,
Intensifies my endless cries, there’s no place to hide.
Heaven’s doors open wide, I see a rider stand inside,
The judged are taken by his sword his name is truth, the word of god.
White rider, pray your judgment call takes me higher, not my final fall.
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