She took my pitiful state of being,
When my dark inhabbitance consumed this cell of mine,
When did my soul loose hope?
For I alone knew it's persuiteyet compassion took wing
So when did my soul find salvation in the her light?
When Did My SoulShe took my pitiful state of being, When my dark inhabbitance consumed this cell of mine, When did my soul loose hope? For I alone knew it's persuiteyet compassion took wing So when did my soul find salvation in the her light? |