Traces Of Grace Lyrics

Traces Of Grace lyrics


In a world of flesh and money, carnal society.
See the waves of
brainwashed zombies,
Marching to the rhythm of a master's beat.
Living in
a pressure cooker, constant anxiety.
In the street there's paranoia.
"Why
is everybody always looking at me'"

We live in faithless torment. Like a
puppet on a string.
Drowning on the waves of the devil's sea.
There's more
to life than riches.
Feeding the lust of the beast.
Chasing the image of a
fading dream.

I'm yearning for freedom, from chains of this
bondage.
I'm hoping, reaching, searching for traces of grace.

We live
in fragile bodies, struck with mortality.
The sands of time are
running,
Lost to the realms of eternity.
So, tell me this my brother, my
sister if you please,
What's your defining purpose at this point of
reality'

We live in faithless torment. Like a puppet on a
string.
Drowning on the waves of the devil's sea.
There's more to life
than riches.
Feeding the lust of the beast.
Chasing the image of a fading
dream.

I'm yearning for freedom, from chains of this bondage.
I'm
hoping, reaching, searching for traces of grace.