29 December 2012
Remember not my past transgressions, release this yoke from me, Sin instilled from my birth, my grotesque nature must flee.
Through the blood, you gave release, cleansing mortal man, without this gift of grace, none of us could stand.
People say many paths lead to the you, yet how can this be, only through him was the promise, the magnificence of the one in three.
Hope Through The Blood • Opuss № I