Shinning with hues of magnificent splendor leading the way,revere him the righteous,the
saved.Hand in hand,poised in rapture.Blissful delusion,believe in forever.Choirs
of angels strike chords of transgression.
How you are like your savior,with souls impure and vile.Rescued from out presence,your
fall will be devine.Behold,the days of righteousness are coming,for the wicked are
the hearts of men and gods.Cleanse yourselves,step out of the light.
Purge me of christ,empowered unsaved humble before him.The price for their saving.
Dont pray for my soul for ill rise above you.My hatred is my strenght and through
this ill conquer,the fear and the weakness i see in your eyes.
Touched by the devine,they hide in the light.Adorn me with his crown.