Your Tears and blood count a million dollars
In the depths where shadows fall,
Your worth is more than gold, stand tall.
Each tear that falls, each drop of blood,
Holds a value beyond measure, a sacred flood.
Your heart, a gem, shines bright and true,
In darkness, it glimmers, guiding you through.
Though storms may...
Your worth is more than gold, stand tall.
Each tear that falls, each drop of blood,
Holds a value beyond measure, a sacred flood.
Your heart, a gem, shines bright and true,
In darkness, it glimmers, guiding you through.
Though storms may...