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how did it come to this, how did my eyes not see? how can i be waking up with scars and bruises, instead of joy and life. when did the dark begin to override the light and will the light come back? i believed you, you told me and i believed you. and now i am here, bruised and scarred with only the words resonating in my mind (only His blood can heal our wounds, only His blood can heal our wounds) oh please take it back, take me back, make me beautiful. make my scars a memory that doesn't burn, and make these bruises the verdict of what was not what is. i believed you, you told me and i believed you. i want to be whole again. i want to breathe again. i want to live again. i want to wake up tomorrow and these bruises be gone, and these scars never come back. i am better than this. (only His blood can heal our wounds, only His blood can heal our wounds). You promised me, beauty for ashes, beauty for ashes, take these ashes and make them beautiful. they are burnt and bloody and dry, but i know you can make them beautiful. these ashes are the sin that ate at me, convinced me, lied to me, told me these bruises i deserved.i believed you, you told me and i believed you. make the ashes beautiful. (only His blood can heal our wounds, only His blood can heal our wounds). This is the final show, this is the last day i wake up like this. today i will wear my bruises and scars as a sign. that tomorrow the light will come back...and His blood will heal my wounds....