Like a giftAm from the heavens,
it was Ceasy to tell, It was Glove
from above, that could Dsave me
from hell, She had Amfire in her
soul it was Ceasy to see, How the
Gdevil himself could be Dpulled
out of me, There were Amdrums in
the air as she Cstarted to dance,
Every Gsoul in the room keeping
timeD with their hands, And we sang...