You have shredded me to pieces,
made me believe I should end it all...
Shaded with a sinful hue
Religion haunts the shadows...
You caught me when I was just a child.
You knew that I was slow and so wild...
Far from prosaic
life is mosaic...
What's hope made of
It seem it's made of air...
Oh how the Giant sleeps
waiting, waiting in the deep...
If you exist god, then forgive me
Logic is my teacher, and it says that you can't be...
Slowly in the shadows, a foreign feeling crept
Leaving haunting memories, with nights left...
Will I be able to fly
If I were to commit a sin...
Sometimes I want to be like You,
In control of life...
I long for the first day of the rest of my life,
There will be true love, true strife...
Upon The Cross
Lord I want to tell you all my fears...