Miracle

Will we wait wide awake
In fear for the end of the world

Or make haste and escape
For our lives lest we be consumed

Prone to burst into flames
Sitting ducks laying wait on a burning lake

But by Your mere pleasure
We can hope to drown in Your sea

Take me home, Lord, take me home
Save me from these cannibals
Spiritually clinical
We all need a miracle



Credits
Writer(s): Kapustin Vadim Anatol'yevich, Zechariah Sullivan, Devyat'yarov Aleksandr Eduardovich
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