Death

Save me from utter death
That screams at me day and night
Save me…he was taking meth
And I am out of breath…and I received sight

It’s been a hard life as a child (baby)
I just have to remain mild (save me)
It’s been a difficult time for me (believe in me)
This lifetime has been a journey for me
And it has just begun…
When the sun refused to shine in my direction

Give in to life, darling angel
Give up your sorrow…your life will foretell
Your future…it rings like a church bell

It’s been a hard life as a child (baby)
I just have to remain mild (save me)
It’s been a difficult time for me (believe in me)
This lifetime has been a journey for me
And it has just begun…
When the sun refused to shine in my direction

Death chokes me until I surrender to it…
I’m living in fear…when will love draw near to me? 
Death tries to capture me in its trap
When will hope appear? God, be with me…

It’s been a hard life as a child (don't weep for me)
I just have to remain mild (save me)
It’s been a difficult time for me (believe in me)
This lifetime has been a journey for me
And it has just begun…
When the moon refused to show me God’s direction
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Ponce Avatar
May 6, 2014 at 7:18 PM
Part II, 7th on the list: This will be a very good song, David. Those in parentheses actually made me hear second voices. Part I will actually make a very good intro into this.
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April 13, 2014 at 12:54 AM
I enjoyed the deepness of your purple hope, you have a very close relationship with Death's breath. Its intriguing, relatable. Death and Art are such wonderful companions yes. J.A.B.
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