In the worst of all your fears. You have come so far to hear. Then turn to shout where your name is the laughingstock. Now by fire you must hang. As my word holds coarse through rain.
Is this what I wish for those and all they know?. Could depend on how cowardly I should act. (Is it from hell or does come it from within?). If she won't give me the love I came here for.
All non believers stand aside in fear. A new day's marching through the door. How could you ever think you might get here?. Did it bleed?. Was it sore?.
They move too fast to be words behind your teeth. The give and go of most of your memories. But I'm not the one that they need pray for. If I've got it all then what does do.