I feel the devil isĀ in my thoughts,
I’m going to wash my sins in the stream
though I fear you won’t forgive me
it is going to take all my skin off to become clean.
Now the humiliation is sinking deeper
I’ve forgotten about my pride
The walls I’ve built are crumbling down
I’m scared I won’t survive.
But the hurt and pain won’t make me weaker
I’ve been here once before
then I never had faith pulling me through
I never gave my chance to hope
remembering what false dreams could do.
But now the voice has changed
my saviour guiding me on my way
and hope isn’t such a distant thing
and the devil’s voice is kept at bay
where forgiveness and love
is everlasting.