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The skies bleed red as my head swirls round

Try to get up, but keep falling down

My world is in shambles I can’t figure out

What my purpose is, what my life is about

The Devil is trying to steal me away

With my faith growing weak it looks like he may

Clouds are dark, a world long depressed

He makes me feel sad, he makes me worthless

I need some help my head is a mess

My trust and faith being put to the test

Satan is here trying to beat you

I call out your name trying to reach you

I hear nothing back, like a big waste of time

But just then I see the light start to shine

Never left, like the promise you made me

After feeling locked down, you set my mind free

The skies turning blue, my heart’s glowing red

I feel so alive after wishing myself dead

Thank you Lord, I see that you’re here,

Ever so close, always so near

The best thing in my life, forgive me my Father

Take my heart and mold me like a potter.