Oh, mortal shell that I wear,
trapped within its prison
cell.
How long I for the freedom of
immortality,
the open flight of Spirit
far beyond this mortal world.
Long have I sought in vain
for this freedom of the Soul.
Long have I sought to find
this joy
for my mortal self.
Who shall free those trapped
within the prison of
mortality?
Who shall journey this world
filled with dying mortals,
yet walk immortally?
Who shall unlock the chains
of sin and doubt,
that bind all within this
mortal shell?
A Holy Son, born of mortal woman and Divine Father.
He shall break each chain and
bar
of our prison cell.
For though He walked this
mortal world
and died a mortal death,
Death its hold could not keep,
Sin its stain would not hold,
For the Divine Father chose
to restore
this His immortal Son.
Silver Chalice, in the nail scared hands,
Drink this His immortal blood
and cast aside the shell of
mortality.
Yeshua, Holy Son, save us now
by thy Divine plan.
2002 - MMH/MMN
~ Morria
Bev counts herself subculture too! What a relief... I dont loss a good sister friend for not being normal... It was fun exploring the bookstores, Hot Topic and other places together. We dont get to hang out alot, and normally write and call each other. In person is so much nice. We must start doing this much more. We brain stormed ideas, talked about guys we liked, and what was new in anime and LOTR. So much fun!
