[Intro]
Eleven saintly shrouded men
Silhouettes stand against the sky
One in front with a cross held high
Come to wash my sins away
[Verse 1]
Standing alone in the wind and rain
Feeling the fear that is growing
Sensing the change in the tide again
Brought by the storm that is brewing
[Verse 2]
Feel the anxiety hold off the fear
Some of the doubt in the things you believe
Now that your faith will be put to the test
Nothing to do but await what is coming
[Verse 3]
Why, then, is God still protecting me
Even when I don't deserve it?
Though I am blessed with an inner strength
Some, they would call it a penance
[Verse 4]
Why am I meant to face this alone?
Asking the question time and again
Praying to God won't keep me alive
Inside my head, feel the fear start to rise...
Eleven saintly shrouded men
Silhouettes stand against the sky
One in front with a cross held high
Come to wash my sins away
[Verse 1]
Standing alone in the wind and rain
Feeling the fear that is growing
Sensing the change in the tide again
Brought by the storm that is brewing
[Verse 2]
Feel the anxiety hold off the fear
Some of the doubt in the things you believe
Now that your faith will be put to the test
Nothing to do but await what is coming
[Verse 3]
Why, then, is God still protecting me
Even when I don't deserve it?
Though I am blessed with an inner strength
Some, they would call it a penance
[Verse 4]
Why am I meant to face this alone?
Asking the question time and again
Praying to God won't keep me alive
Inside my head, feel the fear start to rise...
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