Faced with a crossroads In the wake of a death Profound search for meaning Ground to dust by inertia
Sadness makes me sacred Feels sick but its holy The Spirit fills the void Transforms mind and body
The gift of pain's existence If only you can keep it This change can be subsistence If only you can feed it
She brings temptations in the heat This journey brought me back to old ways A lazy bandage over unclotting soul wounds I need to justify it and transfer the guilt to her
Nonsense interrogation but she still believes How can I say no to this now? A lazy performance and the breaking of illusions It's the ego trip the devil told me I need
I am the devil god at the helm A worthless sin convinced me I am
Faced with a failed turn Another stint in purgatory I feel the Spirit leave me It was always voluntary I feared its changes This trauma couldn't make me strong enough To reject the world and its slaves It's so hard to change who we become
Mankind's total depravity If only you can feel it This Spirit can be reality If only you can read it
The gift of pain's existence If only you can keep it This Spirit can be subsistence If only you can feed itTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
