HARDENED, BLACK, SINFULL, HEART

LAST NIGHT I WOKE WITH DREAMS OF COMFORT AND SHOCK

I FINNALLY SAW WHAT IT WAS, MY HEART SAUGHT.

PERVERSION, WICKEDNESS, REBELLION IT CRAVED,

I REPEATED THE SINNER'S PRAYER, TO MAKE SURE I'M SAVED'

ALL THE SAD SONG'S I HAD WROTE IN MY LIFE,

I FINNALLY SAW WHERE THE HURT CAME FROM LAST NIGHT.

THE HEART IS EVIL AND DESPERATELY ON ITS OWN

THAT IS TO BE TRUE. GOD SAID THAT ON HIS THRONE.

ALL MY LIFE I WENT FROM ONE OBSESSION TO THE OTHER.

REPENTED FROM  MY SIN, THEN MY HEART FOUND ANOTHER.

I DUG DEEP PIT'S OF LONLINESS AND DESPAIR,

SAT IN THE BOTTOM, TO ASK GOD WHY HE NOT CARED.

SIN IS SIN, WEATHER IT BE LARGE OR SMALL.

THAT GASTLY WICKED HEART IS IN US ALL.

WITH THAT HEART WE HURT OURSELVES AND OTHER'S WE'RE AROUND.

IT WILL BE WITH US TILL WE ARE BURIED IN THE GROUND.

WHAT A PATIENT, MERCIFULL GOD TO SHOW ME MY SIN.

HE SHOWED ME THE ERROR OF MY WAY'S, HE WANTS TO CHANGE ME FROM WITHIN.

I AM NO DIFFERANT FROM ANYYONE ELSE,

HAVING A HARDENED, BLACK, SINFULL, HEART IS WHAT WE'VE BEEN DELT.

GOD'S MERCY AND GRACE IS SWEETER THAN LIFE ITSELF,

GOD'S FORGIVNESS OF MY SIN, REPLACE'S THE HURT I FELT...