Paroles de Devoted

We fear the void like some dark temptation (calling you under) Pulling us off course Just as we are beginning to get closer Closer to the light, closer to the light And it gets harder to concentrate And it gets harder to concentrate And it gets harder to concentrate And we must keep our faces pointing Straight into the light And upwards into his domain We can have help as we are getting closer Closer to the light, closer to the light And it gets harder to compensate And it gets harder to compensate And it gets harder to compensate I can see you, you're not there fog of existence fills the air I can't matter now i've found art of freedom, safe and sound When i feel that hope is lost only the devoted know the cost