Shadow Of The Beast


A tortured soul, wriggling with sin,
So much horror to know where to begin,
The black hands of Satan hold me from within.

Lord of my heart, Father to my soul,
Stop the firey darts, and take control,
Give me a new start and fill this black hole.

You hear my call, from the shadow of the beast,
No giants too tall, no longer a feast,
Your blood saves all; even the least.

The eyes of my heart are now open,
Reading the words you had spoken,
Your light shines brighter through the broken.

ยฉย Steve Rebus


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