Changing soul

The deafaning roar of absolute silance

Comes when I kneel to pray

I kneel to ask for forgiveness

For what i've done that day.

Im not perfect, I have sinned

In the sight of the lord

I heard the preaching, it opened my eyes

And it shook me too the core.

The tears feel and the guilt overcame

As I gave up the life of old

And i made a pact whit the almighty GOD

To do all that he told.

And ever since that moment

I started cleaning up my ways

It's not my will but His be done

He is the potter and I am the clay