Rising From The Deep (Fireball Ministry)

Leaving the lost, all the pain and emotion One chance staring back at you Gave it all back but it's all be stolen Side stepping the payment due You tried to run You gave it up You gave it up before you had to Now the tide has turned And the mountain is too sleep Now the buildings burn Rising from the deep A sea of trouble, washed up on the shore Took up a tired cause Gave up a little, enough was more Sealed up all the fatal flaws There was another time When all the sinners sighed All of the beggard gave And left their souls to blame