The struggle intensifies
The struggle too real
You realize beside you
No man to believe
No human to seek
No knowledge, you're weak
Nothing but a human,
Looking for the grace from the oblique
A simple moment of desperation,
A simple moment of truth
You beg the Lord please,
You feel your soul in the booth
Although you deny His presence, in the awake
You pray to him, as here comes your fate
And as times propose difficulty it is He who awaits
It is simply He who gives you courage, under the masquerade