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Pronouncement Of The King (Praxis, Pt. 2)

Diamonds to Dust

Filled with the scars from what I've left behind
A tragic story of unfit designs
You are the author to my story
So is this ending I face a new beginning

I know
This feeling all too well
An affliction that refused to heal
A life deemed worthless by fate
Bound by these deeds that I wish to escape
Sabotaged by a past that wants to see my world collapse
His grace he lent out a helping hand
And with a gentle whisper told me to stand
I surrender this worldly façade to become the image that you have made

Lord I ask for your salvation

Filled with the scars from what I've left behind
A tragic story of unfit designs
You are the author to my story
So is this ending I face a new beginning

Running and hiding I thought was the answer to combat this dark essence
All it did was drown me under the surface
A shadow so dark that held me in place
As tears of regret hit the nothingness
A light appeared on the straight and narrow
And showed me you are my peace
As you raised me to my feet

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