I'M HERE WITH THE GHOSTS OF THE SEA,
Out of reach, a world of pain and misery paralyzes me,
drifting the ocean, night and day: in and out, I'm forced to wander...
wounded, sick and shipwrecked. It's all wrong, and I'm cast into the sea...
with strong winds, heavy rain and loud thunder over troubled waters,
2 AM and, out of the blue, you appear by a coast: yes, I see it... and there you are!
tell me, God, who is this man and where does he come from? Is he even real?
he stands alone, like a giant cavalry, gazing out into the sea; yet so close yet so far,
so powerful and so wise—and it's like something I dreamed...
Strong and steady—keeper of keys—, like a lighthouse on the coastline,
I know he'll carry me through the storm and shine so brightly,
however, he seems so lost and so confused, like he's awaiting a sign,
I wonder right then, what is he doing and will he come save me?
DYING FOR YOUR LOVE AND MERCY: YOUR DEVOTION~