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