Curtains - Harvest

There is a man in the mixture

And one of His names: The Revealer

Gray lines dissolve in the power of His blood

He sets The Cross as the standard

And says we should live;

only die first

Dead men rely

On Someone who can Bring them back to life

What’s to come of it?

I don’t even know if I want to be part of it

There’s this Man that I see dimly,

But it’s enough to give Him everything

It’s enough to give Him everything