sometimes I feel so alone, carrying only a few simple truths
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and the weight a world bent to bury them
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and I can feel myself getting tired.
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the fire inside my heart now pales in comparison
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to what I once felt, and I'm dying
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eyes have bled so much they should have dried
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my body should be decayed from all the filth I've put inside.
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I push you away so you let me go
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but it's too dark and cold for me to be alone.
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most of my thoughts are shadowed by the treachery of life,
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my convictions are torn and yellowed, and half aren't half as bright.
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standing alone, I find myself so far away from you
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looking back on where I left your path.
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and here I am again, feeling slightly abandoned by you
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when it was me that walked away, and I'm lost without you.
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traditions, addictions, I bear this responsibility
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my own twisted actions now take their toll on me.
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infected, affected, let your light shine on my face.
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fill this tattered shell once again in these dark days.
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Lord save me not only from the enemy, but also from the frailty within
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and the stubbornness of my humanity, show me where to begin.
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superior, inferior, bring me life through rebirth
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before I lose the life I have and dissolve into the earth.
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interior, exterior, I used to know the difference.
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a shred of hope, my eyes shut tight,
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blind hands clench, I need you.
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this hole I've dug is deep, my arms too short to reach.
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I need you, lift me out, I need you.
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your blood ran down upon me, yet still I feel that I'm guilty.
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life is quick time, and I feel lost.
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Quick Time
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Six Feet Deep |