I bled my purity
shed my security
lived in obscurity
for a glimpse of reality
I fell with angels
looking for an angle
finding none
can't return to glory
broken dreams
I cannot seem
to find a way
a way to redeem
To free me
how can a son
a son of god fall?
is this not
his judgement call?
the lord above
grant me serenity
from the monster
that is destroying me
I bled my purity
shed my security
lived in obscurity
for a glimpse of your reality
I don't want it.
I didn't want it.
I will never want it
I don't want it.
I don't need you.
The Lashing - Eric Enwood May 16/01
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