You live for times of solace
Within a sign there's a promise
Don't lose all faith cause you shake at night
It's in the
art of the process
In another rhyme, beyond this place
The healing's fast enough...
Done a thousand times, a thousands
Until you're had enough
It's mercy you're asking for, Cheting life by taking more
It's mercy you're asking for, take my
life or give me more...
The loss of prize possessions
To cure the mind's obsession
Could trade your soul for that normal
Elite to all objections...
See beyond all tears, and broken years
Your senses giving up
Lost all confidence at your
Your courage swallowed up