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Part I: An Hour of Light

The morning brings an hour of light

Bringing down the sword

On all my enemies

The sins of a thousand regenerations

Permanently

Destroyed

And now I see His hands, His feet

His sorrow

His grief

The One Who Lives—

The blood on His brow—

The entire realm of nature

Bows—

Makes an offering

To a soul divine

See His hands, His feet

The One Who Lives

Destroys

Part II: Betrayal

Among the thorns still lie the wicked.

The sinner stalks until defeated;

The prayer to forgive forever repeated;

This prayer like incense will be ever receiv-ed

By the One Who Lives

Among the thorns still lie the wicked

The rose petal betrays its danger with its beauty

Like a love story...

Among the thorns still lie the wicked

The thorns betray the blood they'll spill

The petals caress them close until

They die