Your cold presence
surrounds me...
Together God and Satan sow the seeds,
In a garden where roses interlace with weeds...
His heart is racing, sweat poring down his face
He's afraid they will kill him because of his...
Wishin I knew the truth
Why am I here...
The feeling overwhelms my spirit
It captivates my soul...
Someone once told me,
That the grass is much greener...
People created religious inventions
To give their lives a glimmer of hope...
Calling out to a God
that had long been forgotten...
I do not know you at all
I just see you crying,tired...
Wipe your sorrow wipe your tears
Do not cry for I am near...
Staring directly,
at Death's pale face...
He used to walk this earth with wide open arms...