ŞARKI SÖZÜ
Lead all nation and breathe will all caution
You'll find yourself amazed caught up in her squalor
Forget all organ a pre thought notion I'll find a way to use your keep,
Will not defy your prayers to the saints i once held high
My judgement fell short of what they predict
Even we grow stronger
And i know in my heart i wont go for lost
The rains of the clouds fell short of silent tear
Even as i grow weaker
Forget all my past proceed with all haste
My half heart soul is stuck in the bottom
Break yourself off a piece of my last spoil
Stain yourself wicked blood I will defy your prayers to the saints i once held high
My judgement fell short of what they predict
Even we grow stronger
And i know in my heart i wont go for lost
The rains of the clouds fell short of silent tear
Even as i grow weaker
And i called out to all that would hear
My angel their wings was on their side
