Grace so sweet. War so real

Without a taste of how bad our present stead is it is inescapable the full understanding of grace and mercy. Understanding mercy is directly connected with loving mercy and loving mercy directly predecessory to showing it. Real pain yields the only real understanding of real comfort and real saving.

I arise by fear

I waken not out of desire

I love by tear

Affection smelt by fire

I go to war

So, to worship peace

I go to war

To stay on my knees

I go to war

To taste disaster

Not coated by deceit

I go to war to understand

The meaning of these washed feet