When It Comes To Faith

When it comes to faith, even pain is a pleasure It is just about right in every one of its measures Come please. Join me. Let’s just say it’s some sort of leisure Forget all that nonsense about it being “A Golden Treasure” Clichéd exactly like the many notions of Happiness, peace, love, religion… Have all our principles been systematically configured? Come please. Join me. For I have been alone in this constant endeavor Need some fresh air? Come… And we shall breathe in this lovely weather Suffocation. Panorama of turning backs. It needn’t even the slightest conjecture Come. I insist though. For they always say there’s this light somewhere In between the darkness I therefore mustn’t censure Aren’t we after all in this together? Walk down this path I can so simply say it’s better Realm of faith... Peace forever... Yeah I can hear you saying “Whatever” Apathy how dare you sever These souls from these futile bodies Forever? Come though. I still insist despite all that. For when it comes to faith, even this pain is a pleasure.