ChristianKnight
2008-04-25 03:27:45 UTC
I believe , I believe, I believe.
Raise me from sleep,
take me to the fight,
bugle fresh the morning light.
Distance soul from dark night sheets, ghosts, goblins, hidden creeps,
blow a tune and make me brave,
harmonize the feelings craved,
arouse the strength from soldier slaves,
melody march the day to dusk,
steady rhythm, stop the rush.
Bright sound!
wind whistles the ears,
alive awake from faraway fears.
Lifting sights past unbeatable foe,
dreams, nightmares, actors, shows.
Bugle blast creates the pitch,
knocks those terrors,
their quickly ditched,
ripped safety is musically stitched.
Christ's love.
Raise me from sleep,
take me to the fight,
bugle fresh the morning light.
Distance soul from dark night sheets, ghosts, goblins, hidden creeps,
blow a tune and make me brave,
harmonize the feelings craved,
arouse the strength from soldier slaves,
melody march the day to dusk,
steady rhythm, stop the rush.
Bright sound!
wind whistles the ears,
alive awake from faraway fears.
Lifting sights past unbeatable foe,
dreams, nightmares, actors, shows.
Bugle blast creates the pitch,
knocks those terrors,
their quickly ditched,
ripped safety is musically stitched.
Christ's love.