Isabella Summers & Elise McQueen - The Gift of the Rose

I accept, I repent
I confess, I ascend
I consent, I obey
I cleanse, I pray

We are following the moon for the Morningstar
Guided by the crow
We are following our Lord through the evil dark
For the gift of being chosen

We feel you, Holy Lord Almighty
Hold us closely, have mercy on our souls

The hungry ox on the land lay slain
And the corn began to rot
So we spilled our blood and the Devil came
And saved the blessed crops

We need you, Holy Lord Almighty
We love you, we're listening and learning from our faults

We make an offering
To end our suffering
We bow down willing on bended knee
For your almighty prophecy

Feel the sickness, the pain inside you
And throw it on the fire
Collect your fears, the sins you hide
And burn them on the pyre

I accept, I repent
I confess, I ascend
I consent, I obey
I cleanse, I pray
I accept, I repent
I confess, I ascend
(I'm not afraid of your power)
I consent, I obey
I cleanse, I pray
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