Из альбома: The Fiancée
Embrace Reaction We ain't God, but here he comes
Destiny is real and she comes with a smile, passing by your grave
Reach the plague Black plague
In this city that never speaks and wakes up swinging, We will paint the rivers red
It's fate because they sing the same songs and they just keep singing
But up above every storm is the day
Shake hands with fate, and with fate shake hands
How happy is every child of grace Who feels his sins forgiven
This world He cries, it not my place I seek a place in heaven
A country far from mortal site, yet oh, by faith is see!
The land of rest, the saints' delight, a heaven prepared for me
Oh, what a blessed hope is ours while here on earth we stay
We more than taste the heavenly powers and antedate that day
We feel the resurrection near
Out life in Christ concealed, and its with he glorious presence here our earthen vessels filled