Second Corinthians

(Verse)
Static in the air of Corinth, a city choked in pride
The thorn is digging deeper, there is nowhere left to hide
Letters written in the blood, an atlas of the soul
The architect of sorrow makes the broken spirit whole!
The broken spirit whole!

(Pre-Chorus)
From the third heaven to the depths of the sea
The messenger of Satan is clawing at me
But the power is perfected when the pulse starts to fade
In the shadow of the cross, the foundation is laid!

(Chorus)
And he said unto me, My grace is sufficient for thee:
For my strength is made perfect in weakness.
Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities,
That the power of Christ may rest upon me.

(Verse)
We are troubled on every side, yet not in despair
Persecuted, not forsaken; there is lightning in the prayer!
This light affliction is a moment, a flickering of grey
While the inner man is rising as the outer wastes away!
Wastes away!

(Chorus)
And he said unto me, My grace is sufficient for thee:
For my strength is made perfect in weakness.
Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities,
That the power of Christ may rest upon me.

(Bridge)
An ambassador in chains...
In the dead of night
This treasure in a jar of clay, a fragile, hollow shell
To show the light of Heaven through the cracks of human hell.

(Verse)
The veil is torn asunder, the old has passed away
A new creation rising from the ashes of the fray!
We’re weighing out the spirit ‘gainst the logic of the lens
Where the letter brings the shadow, but the Spirit’s life begins!
Through the furnace of the trial, through the sting of every scar
We reflect the veiled glory of the Morning Star!
The Morning Star!

(Chorus)
And he said unto me, My grace is sufficient for thee:
For my strength is made perfect in weakness.
Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities,
That the power of Christ may rest upon me.

(Chorus)
And he said unto me, My grace is sufficient for thee:
For my strength is made perfect in weakness.
Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities,
That the power of Christ may rest upon me.

Gothic Doom Metal with a low-register deep baritone gravelly male vocal with a dark delivery and catchy melodic chorus