There is love reaching out its hand to strengthen me
There is love reaching out its hand to strengthen me
Just because life is an incurable disease
There is love reaching out its hand to strengthen me
There are secrets I would not even tell me
And a few I'd only tell my worst enemy
Just because rumours keep conceited company
There is love reaching out its hand to strengthen me
There are people driven to the edge of sanity
With a lust for land and life and blood and company
But because hatred strips a man of dignity
There is love reaching out its hand to strengthen me
