[Descent Into The Valley Of The Shadow]       Yea, though I walk through the    valley of the shadow of death    I will not fear    Yea, though I breathe heavy    Struggle in every breath    I will draw near       [Passage Through The Valley]       I have broken bread with evil, unaware    I have sat down to dine with the road to hell    I have walked hand-in-hand with deception and greed    And I have lived to tell.      Sometimes I feel like a puppet of "fate"    And struggle to sever the strings.   Sometimes my soul tries to fly away    But collapses under broken wings.      The modern-day Judas has planted the kiss    The chameleon has changed once again    Open the gates of betrayal    Plant the knife in my back, my "friend".      Why must another day sown reap with confusion?    Why must I sleep wrapped in blankets of pain?    Trying to win with the cards I've been dealt    but without eyes of faith there can be nothing gained.      The thorn in my flesh, the scars of myself    The dance with deception, the death of my pride    Confusion of life, tasting the knife inside.       The hand of "fate" has wrapped its freezing fingers around me    and squeezed until the life dripped from my soul.    And broken strings disrupt cohesion of my symphony    but my eyes watch the Conductor in control.      I wait for an answer.    I search for a sign.   I pray for the healing of time.    I look for a reason   to bring peace of mind    But once more, no reason I find.    Father, hear my cry.      Spirits swarm around me: I feel it.    They war against the one who dwells inside.    Fate does not exist, I know it in my soul,    And strife to have that same faith in my mind.      Tonight I sleep upon a bed of nails, it seems    For once again I am a field of war.    But it has long been written,    all things work together perfectly for me    For I have been reborn.      The hand of God has wrapped    protective fingers around me   to guard me from a self-defeating way.    The Spirit brings discernment, so I need no eyes to see    I realize my loss is gain today.      I wait for an answer.   I search for a sign.   I pray for the healing of time.    I can't fathom the reasons   with this mortal mind.    So I step out in faith after closing my eyes.    Father, hear my cry.      [Ascent Unto The Mountain]       Visions of a child, visions of a life I behold    Visions that I can't purge from my mind.   Visions in the night, dreams of second sight I behold    Dreams of supernatural warning signs?    The issues of man, the fabric of time    all weave in cohesion, exist interwined    Divine orchestration, flawless grand design.       Beyond comprehension, beyond mortal minds    Methodically, flawlessly restructuring my life    Supernaturally changing me, surgically precise.      Father of glory, the only help I see.    Reach down Your hands to me    Set me free.    Father of mercy, please take this hex from me    For yes, I do believe.