Humble enough to be dressed in gold
With Secrets that only a few are elect to know
You sold out Now burn it down
Light, light up your weakness
Sole defender of truth
Lost in hiding your sickness
Judge, nothing compares to you
Nothing compares to you
Deceit are your words, distorting the truth with lies
But all will come down and wither before your eyes
Time will show, the veil unfolds
Light, light up...
No room for grace alone
Within these walls of stone
Untrue and earthly bound
I've come to tear them down
Light, light up...
Artist: Chet Baker
Artist: Donny Osmond
Artist: Pain