I'm sure that I could never make it through a night without you here

The fire in the skies illuminates the demons closing in.



Have mercy on my soul if I am not the last, 

Have mercy on my soul if I am not the last to go.



As I crawl along these trails and fight upon this widowing field.

The ground below is bare and burned in the places I have learned to trust you.





Have mercy on my soul if I am not the last, 

Have mercy on my soul if I am not the last to go



If I am not the last to go,

Believe in silence sets my heart to racing.

I will lift my eyes to you, please, Father, find me.



Have mercy on my soul if I am not the last, 

Have mercy on my soul if I am not the last to go