Reality no longer battles perception.
This letter's written to no one.
Sincere,
I sought your truth and divine purpose through myths of revelation.
Guidance all wrapped up in a paper box,
Supported only so long, as my mind was the enemy.
Until I could not in good conscience hold on.
You call this shameful disbelief,
A process like losing my closest friend.
AS WE face distress WE MUST not lose heart.
STAND FAST and press on,
TRIUMPH AWAITS
AS WE face distress WE MUST not lose heart.
STAND FAST and press on,
TRIUMPH AWAITS us
The powerful constant that I had once leaned on is no longer there (no longer)
But no matter how sincere my devotion
The pieces never fit.
AS WE face distress WE MUST not lose heart.
STAND FAST and press on,
TRIUMPH AWAITS
AS WE face distress WE MUST not lose heart.
STAND FAST and press on,
TRIUMPH AWAITS us
Sometimes we have to watch our whole lives fall apart,
Before we can rebuild them again - a greater foundation.
(We watch our whole lives)
Sometimes we have to watch our whole lives
(Fall apart)
Before we can rebuild them again
(We build them again)
A greater foundation
I wish there was another way,
Triumph awaits! [x5]
Sometimes we have to watch our whole lives fall apart,
Before we can rebuild them again - a greater foundation.
(We watch our whole lives)
Sometimes we have to watch our whole lives
(Fall apart)
Before we can rebuild them again
(We build them again)
A greater foundation

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