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