Blood spills out into the street, accompanied by life.
How can this happen, they scream
Their voices echo into the starry night above.
‘Because,’ the stars return, ‘your souls are dark.
And without My light, they fester.’
Blood spills out into the street, accompanied by life.
How can this happen, they scream
Their voices echo into the starry night above.
‘Because,’ the stars return, ‘your souls are dark.
And without My light, they fester.’