Circle the sin.
Inside there's nothing here.
?Steal? past the light,
and reconcile our lives.
Avenge us tonight.
Lift up our eyes.
Our dreams are not too dark-
to hope for Heaven's door is not too far.
Lines on our hands
from working tired lands.
We toil and bless our ?time?
to reconcile our lives.
Avenge us tonight.
Lift up our eyes.
Our dreams are not too dark-
to hope from Heaven's door is not too far.
Inside there's nothing here.
?Steal? past the light,
and reconcile our lives.
Avenge us tonight.
Lift up our eyes.
Our dreams are not too dark-
to hope for Heaven's door is not too far.
Lines on our hands
from working tired lands.
We toil and bless our ?time?
to reconcile our lives.
Avenge us tonight.
Lift up our eyes.
Our dreams are not too dark-
to hope from Heaven's door is not too far.