In the struggle of surviving life there is but one goal;

One purpose

To suffer, endure, and remain

And with time such challenges become a matter of course

To face, overcome, and leave behind



But, with what reason does God choose to inflict so many hardships on me?

For the sins of Cane on Able? Or was it for Adam and Eve?



Peccavi, peccavi

Let them then suffer

Punish them for the things that I do



Suppose it is my bitterness that causes such things?

The power of Karma with fingers of ice

Then dare I not speak with words in vain;

In tongues of anger with blood red snake eyes for the lord

will surely strike me down



But for what reason does God trip my stride and lay weight on my back?

For the sins of men who cripple and stab?



Peccavi yes I have sinned

But, burden them as they have burdened me

Peccavi yes I have sinned

Yet, I am pure in heart but, left with them it would surely bleed



God damn it.God damn them

I'm so sick of it all



If pain is what makes your garden grow, then just fertilize this garden flower

If this is all life's got to show, then death shall be my finest hour



Forgive me lord, as I speak in vain

Our father who'art in heaven hallowed be thy name

But, is it too much to ask you to free me from this hell when

Thy kingdom come,thy will be done, on earth as it is in heaven



Peccavi, peccavi

Let them then suffer

Punish them for the things that I do



I have sinned

I'm so sick of it all



Do you caress with a tainted glove?

I cannot see through a painted lust

Please free me from these chains of love

That tie me down through sweat and rust