Wide Open Eyes

Faith is like undying trusty phone
Christ told me I’ll never be alone
Born and known, the perfect young
Raised by the sieve of the only one

Holy matters it’s the normal strive
Blessed bow to the final mark
There’s a norm pointed to the shine
Unholy fad is disturbing my fight

Wide open eyes
And test your pray
Kind, trust the wine
That offer it’s flesh

Faith is like undying trusty phone
Christ told me I’ll never be alone
Born and known, the perfect young
Raised by the sieve of the only ones

Wide open eyes
And test your pray
Kind, trust the wine
That offer it’s flesh

Wide open eyes
And taste your pray
Kind, trust the wine
That offer it’s flesh