Sitting in the darkness, No strength to fight
I suddenly see a silhouette, surrounded by bright light
shielding my eyes coz it's difficult to see
I hear a voice say, "take my hand, you'll be free"
I reach out in a desperate attempt
To get away from this murkiness
but the little voice in my head whispered
hold on tight, your time will come
don't take the easy road, don't run
this light is just an illusion, to create in you a little confusion
the devil is trying to sway your faith, make you a rebel
But stay strong and show him, by the hand of God he will tremble
this murkiness will transform you into
a Lotus Flower
showing you at the end, who holds unimaginable power