Waiting for the sabbath to touch like a sin
somethign so clean feels so forbidden when so looked down upon
Toght of the wrong of something so swwet
with no bitter after taste of sin

Change of power see the tiems and where we are
know your time is short and know waiting is right
but you need to move faster

Where I am going what I am doing
plans can burn in a fire but
Gods love is always there with the pen

Feeling wet and dry
sleeping to dream
footsteps of fear and bitter noise
working hard but just need the beat to stay a smile