Still Running

I'm still running from the spell God cast now Why can't I be free from all this evil? Poison swell up my optic, medieval Elixirs mend emotions for a stay A night high is better than a nightmare The truth is I'm afraid to be holy Loneliness destroys a good time for sure Avoiding faces and crying rivers Death always on time, Henny on liver I'm still running from lovers pain; we pour Immeasurable amount of gospel Rain down on thy soul of a king today Please save him from his mistakes tomorrow Fleeing darkness will have your wings on fire