Bleeding Soul
BLEEDING SOUL
My mad desire
Why push me to the wall
With a corrupted ego
That had now blown my consciousness
And sadly departed me
In this cloud of sin
Armed with none, near goodness
Except a bad quest
In pursuit, I made a mistake
Trusted a spear in the ribs of womankind, Gloria
Instead I bleed of pungents of infidelity
So closing my path to cleanness
Tell me now, my senseless thirst
What shall I do, to be me?
Be myself of blessed stock
Be myself of repented soul
When this world comes to an end
When Jesus comes, Heaven reigns
A hurricane of perfection
Come to my rescue, this hour
Blow me naked of my dark clothe
A sea of Awareness
Come to my aid, Drown me deep
And leave me to heal, heal from ............
As you shine, sun of re creation
Burn me up
For my image to be remolded
This is a bleeding souls pain
The regret, the betrayals, the wounds
To atone my worthlesness
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