I stand on the bloodfield Shell-shocked and guilty The sole survivor escaped what we all had coming And feelings are fiction As we watch our loved ones diving And for some strange reason we just keep on marching The ice that drips from isolation has melted me to this In all of my power this is all I can offer And it's broken it's broken it's broken But somewhere the good King has been claiming His victory And it's offered it's offered it's offered To the survivor My greatest confession is that what I claim dearly Is the very thing that leaves me so scared I know peace lies in silence and prayer is its heartbeat But I don't feel it beating in me What if I find in the quiet that all I am is the sum of my habits In all of my power this is all I can offer And it's broken it's broken it's broken, But somewhere the good king has been claiming His victory And it's offered to me to me And your answer to my questions is be still and know that I Am And I Am Love I Am and I Am Love And right here the good king has been claiming His victory And it's offered it's offered it's offered It's given it's given it's given to the survivor.
