Letras:
Times Of Grace In The Arms Of Mercy

(Instrumental)

be more... Tides roll in Waters rise Any change of reason Only clouds her eyes Arms of grace She won't feel All the wounds inside her That time can

we surrender to the sound Of Your mercy and Your grace, Father, send Your angels down Oh Father wont you forgive them They don't know what they've been doin' Oh Father, give me grace

to begin Born for a second time in a brand new place Daughter of grace Grace is there for everyone Grace is always free We must all depend on grace

? Oh sweet angel of mercy with your grace like the morning Wrap your loving arms around me Oh sweet angel of mercy with your grace like the morning Wrap your loving arms

more" Tides roll in Waters rise Any chance of reason Only clouds her eyes Arms of grace She won't feel All the wounds inside her That time can never

'll never give them back in your arms i'm healed of blood that spilled in your arms I kill? face to face we were always moving to this place this place where mercy

of his arms A growing sense of duty But in his song he's screaming out Insuficient - he just falls further behind Principles, purpose, tradition, time

from without And your gut was a serpent, coiling And, for the sake of that pit of snakes For whom did you allay your shyness And spend all your mercy and madness, and grace