There is nothing more dangerous Than arriving at hopeless My bed was made of it
There is nothing more frightening Than a life without meaning My bed was made of it I got sick of lying in it
Listen, this is what was and will never be again This is the lowest that ill let myself sink From out of this pit I will ascend I put hopeless to rest the first day I believed
I felt the ground shake When I was peeled off the floor The walls I've built have crumbled down
Seasons exchanged The ground released its grip Dormancy welcomed springs fair kiss Frost retreat to its grave Ovations from tree tops proclaimed Streams from distance applaud Colors restore to landscapes
Growing into new skin Shedding the weight of old demons By faith I'll be greater
Blacken the skies, blind my eyes The flame inside won't be altered Firm in purpose, resolution The lions mouths will be musseled
Blacken the skies, blind my eyes By faith I'll persevere By faith we persevere
The reaper is scheming Death so foolishly dug a hole But I am no lifeless cadaver No, I am no corpse I am but a seed ready for planting Near is the season of my ripening