The Angel of Truth Has Told Me
That Many Will Speak of thee
Though't shall not harm him
And though't sha'll win

You won't win against me
I'm stronger than you see
For my heart is the thing
That keeps my love alive

His soft wings drip down on me
And shields me as well
The enemy has lost this battle
As he begins to frattle.
His wings are so soft
And covering my heart
He has once again done his part.
I smile up to him, as he flys into the light
Brightness shines in my eyes,from the delight. [показать]