Pantheon Lyrics

11 candles

Dimly lit lined up on the mantle

I'm well equipped

But checking out all angles

Which way to run

I don't know

But I'll handle

Whatever comes

Limping twisted ankle

I wrapped it up

But still not feeling ample

Till the job is done

I must push on & battle

I got no gun

But still feel comfortable

I carry on

Eyes to heaven

I feel no fright

Trust in my God

with all my might

I'm not alone

This one way flight

With all my might

I fight