Bells are ringing, glowing rows of smiles
Thought that I would be so happy, at least for a while
Will someone point me in the right direction to life
Wind it rises, birds they fly in that sole direction
I raise a glass to the moon
For like a wolf I draw strength from the blood I take
I raise my voice to the moon
For like a wolf I gain life from the blood I'm given
I raise my eyes to the Son
Who's blood is stained on the tree of life for me
Walking lonely, ahead I see a hill
A tree stands on it, and crimson red drips from its limbs
I rush forward, eager to wash myself clean
I wake up, still holding on to what I saw in sleep
And in my dreams, all I see
Are those red halls, the feel of moss beneath my feet
And in my mind, all I see
Are garden trees and a house with many rooms
And in my eyes, this I see
We eat and drink with our Great White Host
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