This life is an open wound that will not heal
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I cry out to God with all of my strength
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Desperately I reach for Him in the night
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This misery keeps my eyes from closing
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Keeps my mouth from being able to speak
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Is this as far as the arm of God extends
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Has the fire burned itself out
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There is no profit in this way of thinking
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I must escape this frame of mind
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The source of all creation is inside of me
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And when I think of all He has done
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When I consider all that He is
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I am complete
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Endure
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| Becoming The Archetype |
