On the outside, everything we see is clay
That hides the perfect light
But no one really knows the pain inside
I understand how much it hurts to be the one who has never seen
The pain lost pages in a magazine
No one knows you anymore
You are lost inside the walls
That you have built no one knows
That you already a prison deep inside your soul there is
One who sees everything
He will give you life you have never dreamed of
He can see the pain under the skin
You must see him not fading anything that I can bring you supports gold to
God that you do not fade away
Your vice is a symptom of a lost and dying soul
Without Jesus there is none Hope
There is so much more, this is not the end that
It is all in your hands, do not throw it away
A beautiful life with so much giving
The image of God under the skin
The beauty of God under the skin
The beauty of God under the skin
The beauty of God under the skin

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