At the time I laid my hands on the soil,
The sky had darken,
For God had turned away from me,
I thought my enemy was smitted,
But no the veil still remained,
I never refrain,
I always cry out,
But don’t worry the 9th hour will always free me...
Jul 7, 2019
Jul 7, 2019 at 5:54 PM UTC
At the time I laid my hands on the soil,
The sky had darken,
For God had turned away from me,
I thought my enemy was smitted,
But no the veil still remained,
I never refrain,
I always cry out,
But don’t worry the 9th hour will always free me...