" No one can save you

It truly seemed to be; outrages is my sickness of sin trying to kill me with darkness so clear I just could not see! A cross He did bear to fill me with the power losing control of what I was, so tried walking through this fire till it was all finished He did cry just for the likes of me!

Spoken from the graves of outrages souls living to die and dying to live out what no one can see. Holiness on the inside of me till eternity comes speaking of things ancient tongues had never seen.

From an angel's hand, coals of fire have sealed upon my lips words never known that speak of things angels can never see.

Outrages me now sees! I'm becoming like the one who lost all control for me just to die; to live again through the likes of me.

No one can save you like the one who only gave and gave from the cross and the grave, and from the grave, He gave life so I can live again.

Hollow eyes, screaming from flames below the righteous one, had joined the living dead with head bowed flames all-around a whisper rumbled "Father."

Screaming demons fell, trembling flames flickering "I Am, Who I AM" came the cry set them free, as eyes of fire could be seen with outstretched hands I was set free by the one who came for me! "

― John M. Sheehan ,