I have been forgiven, and i am grateful, but ppl won't let me forget
About the sins you have forgotten, the sins i try to neglect.
My vineyard is beautiful, the soil rich...
But during the night they dug a ditch.
That ditch has been poisned, destroying my fruits, now my vineyard is stained,
The passerbys now have a reason, to condemn and make a mockery of my name.
Tears again are my food, my reflection should be broken by what is sees,
But one more time i rise up. My name is Lyric Rochester,
The REDEEMED.
- Written By Me
