It took away your youth
And everything I believed in
My greatest sin
For I have failed
The truth has been nailed
The mark of the failure
Living is getting hard
My soul is getting scared
Save me
All I ask for is...
Forgiveness
Forgiveness
Forgiveness
It took away your youth
And everything I believed in
My greatest sin
For I have failed
The truth has been nailed
The mark of the failure
Erase this from my soul
Everything I have stole
Every last one
All I ask for is...
Redemption
Redemption
Redemption
I must delay
My souls decay
I must obey
Without delay
For I have failed
The truth has been nailed
The mark of the failure
My greatest sin
Quite a few of them tried rather fervently
To reach the light that hangs in bows
Sent sideways perversely
Through shadows of mist-like moonbows.
Or like a sundream cascading down memories
They’d trap in their heart’s chest-like the irony of the lion
Loving the lecherous acts of temporary reveries,
While believing and denying the truth of their carrion.
Like the lambs of our lives, the ancients walked with their lips
From the caves to the clouds they sung their pain
Turning self to others and rocks to ships
They gave us a sweet emptiness that had no name.
They shot beams of shades of truth and fire cries
And sung the leaves at night their stars and knelt grass
With bugs that served us plain through bark and breeze
Tries hard to not see the discrepancy between the moment one passes
And the moment one has to pass.
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