Oh land, oh land, my need, aloud I cry.
With grief for thee, my heart is nearly braking.
My land is a dark place.
The past 20 years has been under the rule of DeForce and gradually they have
abandoned Christian values.
They speak about thy beauty rare, till hearts are set afire.
Yet hatefully thy servants they're assailing.
My grandmother once told me that I would find the truth if I seek for it in the
right places.
She gave me a book, where the secret was written, and told me not just to think
about it, but do, and speak.
My heart can find no comfort.
My tears like rivers run.
My lamentations bitter, for all that has been done.
We are not fighting against humans.
We are fighting against forces and authorities and against the rules of
darkness and powers in the spiritual world.
And in that fight, I need help.
Help from you.
and I the
walls I leap, I'm ever wailing.