The blind are broken
Setting the world on fire
Dear arsonist
Watch the ashes fall .
I trade letters for regret
Thank the Lord for my salvation
I see you in my rear view mirror
Laughing with your matches
And I can barely breath
I’m barely breathing
As I’m escaping
And there’s a difference
Between the ones with hearts
And the ones with none at all
And there’s a difference
With the ones with a conscience
And the ones who pray to the Lord
And I thank God for my salvation
As your world is in flames
And I can’t save you
As you laugh
I escape
I’m barely breathing
They say
In the end times man will have no conscience they will steal , kill and destroy .
Thank you Lord that I am not blind
I am not lost .
Thank you for saving me
Thank you for your grace
Dear arsonist
I leave you behind
Trading you letters for regret
So I can breathe again
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