Black Clouds - Fallstar

My God, my God

I clench my teeth waiting for Your grace

To shine through these blackened clouds leading the way

Leading the way

And I will follow You

My God, my God, shelter us

My God, my God, I wear this world like a gash to the chest

And lines on my wrist

It bleeds me

I saw a man leave the city with the world on His shoulders

He looked me in the eyes and I knew He’s not coming back

We march to our own funerals

(I will follow You always.)

We march to our own funerals

(I will follow You always.)

I will follow You always

My God, my God, shelter us

My God, my God, I wear this world like a gash to the chest

And lines on my wrist

It bleeds me dry

I’ve been wearing my organs on the outside

I saw a man leave the city with the weight of the world on His shoulders.

He looked me in the eyes and I knew He’s not coming back

He’s not coming back!

He’s not coming back

Take what I am

Take my life

And You, I will follow