Faith, you confront me
with truths mankind disregards...

The fire through the demeanors of others
puts my rising thought to shame...

Verse 1:
The devil has crept inside me...

In my mind, a perfectly versed masterpiece
glowing with optimism, waits for my acceptance...

She shivers with cold
yet mindlessly lowers...

Months ago you tossed a McIntosh apple
...dripping with spicy red glaze...

I used to want to
follow in your footsteps...

Father, forgive me.
Forgive how I want to...

You can't promise that
it will be different now...

We are all called to be a Solider of the Lord,
building up an army to banish the terror of sin...

He crafted a winter swing
so that when snow caved them in...

Tip the hefty breadbasket over
'til sunny grain spills out...