As i travel through the shadow of death
With the devil on my back, I can feel his cold...
Look outside the box,
look inside a church...
I Don't deserve to be here.
Now I'm falling from my fears...
Lord forgive me for my sins,
and forgive me for these thoughts...
When I feel like crying
When I feel like going crazy...
In midst of destruction
In the absence of people...
Once upon a rainstorm,
hurricae violent upon the wind...
There is a great race,
that we must all face...
I stand ashamed;
burdened by this guilt that holds me down...
Dear heathens, hypocrites, and sinners...
MAY 1991 #65
I thank you for choosing me dear lord...
Some people cannot face truth
And there lies the danger...