Testo di 'Theocrapella' di Theocracy

You raise my spirit to the sky above to fly away
To fly on eagles' wings
You lift the fallen back on high again to coronate
The king above all kings
All honor
All glory
Raised to your majesty on eagles' wings

Every tribe and every nation
(Life your voices and sing)
(Life a song of praise on high on eagles' wings)
Every tribe and every nation
(Life your voices and sing)
(Life a song of praise on high on eagles' wings)

As the battle rages on and on
I face the things that put my faith to the test
When fallen angels won't leave me alone
Father, come and lay the demon to rest
When my sword has broken off in my hand
I see the dark futility of the flesh
When I'm about to fall, please help me stand
Father, come and lay the demon to rest

O bethlehem, your star burns bright tonight
For my eyes have seen
The glory of salvation's holy light
Has this little child come to redeem us all?
To save us from the fall
Redemption is in sight
Behold, the son shines bright
Under bethlehem's star tonight

Bound in chains
I owed a debt that I could not pay
Standing guilty in every way
When grace and mercy brought absolution
Adonai, I raise my hands to the sky in praise
For you have taken my sin away
Behold, today is my absolution day

I question my fate, my end
To die in this storm
Maybe this was the plan
Back from the day I was born
But in th hall of mirrors I had felt so high

I cannot walk another mile in this flood
So resigned to my fate, I just collapse in the mud
If I cannot go on, I'll just lay down and die
Gazing in the mirror of my soul
Staring at the man who took my place
And made me whole
In the mirror
The mirror of my soul