Ready to leave for the pride of my King,
ready to sin for his love,
what a strange world, where a kingdom may fall
for a "caprice" of a lord...
In my hall, there`s a reek of sin that flows...
lost in the darkness I can feel Your presence,
my shame won`t be cleansed anymore...
Save me, oh my God!
`cause I`ve got to sell my soul,
won`t You save me once again?
Won`t You hear my silent pray?
Slave to a portrait, the king fell in love:
"bring me that girl", his final words...
Should ever a poor man, as I really am
live by his faith, or obedience...?
In my hall, there`s a reek of sin that flows...
lost in the darkness I can feel Your presence,
my shame won`t be cleansed anymore...
Save me, oh my God!
`cause I`ve got to sell my soul,
won`t You save me once again?
Won`t You hear my silent pray?