Voluntary Blindfold by Fireflight
Amidst the war cries on the day of battle,
blown by violent winds on this stormy day.
Shall I offer the fruit of my body,
for the sin of my soul?
Chorus: For we have made a lie our refuge,
and a falsehood our hiding place.
For Lord we've turned from You,
to serve idols.
Lord forgive us for our rage.
Following our own paths we've strayed from You,
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