Standing at the ocean's floor; watching the eagle's on how to soar.
Thinking on how we will leave this Earth's core; What will be our future?
Aboard at the ship towards the outer space; Flying above the surface.
Chanting a goodbye to our polluted world; surviving by God's Grace
Supine at the bed: euphoric atmosphere fill my whole oath—
Crying in a silence; my tears flowed at my wet clothes—
My nervousness turned into adversity; adversity turned into praise
To my Holy God I prayed; In His Holiness I'll rest;
We arrived into another world, where there is no Tears nor Sorrow—
No Fear nor worries; a world that will bring you to joy and give you crown in your throne.
We were created from a pot of clay, lived in a flesh, and will return into a clay—
But there's only one who'll meet you at your, darkness and will answer all your prayers.
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