What you’ve planted in my life may grow, But a day will come. Your weeds entangle through my truth and choke, But a day will come. In the dead of my night you came, The seeds of your lies looked the same, But a day will come.
Fire will burn When that day comes. Your hate will burn When that day comes And I will still stand, I will be glorious, I will be me; and that alone; All I was ever meant to be When that day comes.