Made From Dust

Ivoryline

All the wretched things I've done
Are now submerged in blood
Who is responsible for all of this love?
It's true, we cannot live without forgiveness.

I try so hard to live above the world, 
Selfish lies that give me more and more, a greed sick list
We still store our treasures here, so easily destroyed.

The final time, I close my eyes.
I will open them in paradise.

Now I realize I am nothing but bone, 
Made from dust; someone learning to love 
Like you do; eternally, always true.

I want to be nothing more than a man, 
Only yours, a beloved son, one who you hold close
To your heart; eternally, never apart.

The final time, I close my eyes.
I will open them in paradise.
Paradise

The final time, I close my eyes.
I will open them in paradise.
The final time, I close my eyes.
I will open them in paradise.