(Matt Van Dyne)

A battered soul, a neophyte
Internal war that won’t subside
Oh God please won’t you save my soul
Hear my cry and tell me

How long, oh how long will your heart contend with mine
How many times have I encountered a lie & walked through its door
I’m not fond of the memories of insubordinate treachery
Without you, my heart is stone, be the master of this mind

Regenerated form of all thinking
A peaceful path that realigns
All of these mountains move by faith
Grant me strength, turn the key

How long, oh how long will your heart contend with mine
How many times have I encountered a lie & walked through its door
I’m not fond of the memories of insubordinate treachery
Without you, my heart is stone, be the master of this mind

If anyone should turn away from self and face toward the only source of life
he will have it in abundance and he will truly live forever

How long, oh how long will your heart contend with mine
How many times have I encountered a lie & walked through its door
I’m not fond of the memories of insubordinate treachery
Without you, my heart is stone, be the master of this mind