I Should Have Prayed

I have roles in from the depths of pain; Relive my life knife games; Random promises of broken flames; I was bitter and embarrassed: I should have prayed; Mother was in pain one Saturday afternoon; So prideful filled with hurt and void; I chose to relief and relish in my pain; Mad at God because He took later that night; Deep deep in my heart; I hurt what to believe in why, how I thought to myself; I should have prayed The sacrifices of this polluted world; Spiraling down to be unfurled, frolicking, prolifically, wondering coasting down the stairs ; Whom am i to fear; Step by step magically disappears; When all the heathens gather together and all the saints; All the passion all the pains seldom Glitters Humanities in pain Humanities in pain and I wish; That I could have changed all those sins; I committed so humanistic footloose let loose and cursed; I went right instead of left, left in reverse; It didn't hurt; Because I've learn to put Jesus first; I should have prayed; Sin nature full of fun; Later pending on your outlook on life or death; The wars here but endangered species only ones left; The poor riots dying innocence; Shootings, robberies, murders this is; And the say, what should I do what can I do.. Well Guess we should have prayed