We are children of constant sorrow living in a fallen world, for we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the
rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high place.
“As I walk this land of broken dreams
I have visions of many things
But happiness is just an illusion
filled with sadness and confusion
What becomes of a brokenhearted
who had love that’s now departed
I know I’ve got to find
some kind of piece of mine, baa-aaaaby
The roots of love grow all around
But for me they come tumble all down
Every day,heartaches grow a little […]