Extreme

Oh my heart explodes with extreme grace
Over something that we all must face
Oh give me a chance to dance with you
In all probability it will never be true

My dreams were snatched from my hand
On this troubled and cursed land
But I still stand tall before the Lord
Not out of pride but out of the love I implored

Gone are the days of old when I could fly
Above all this hatred and gore gone by
My deepest joy is always about you
For you are the epitome of what is true

Alas it is as it was and now I am trapped
Set by the enemy and now I am all tapped
Got no more left in me but His grace
Coasting along this cold and empty space

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