Im back from the ashes
my path full of sadness
was a tragic disaster
now chapters with gladness
are a happily after
and my passion is laughter
that only god can capture
now the the dust in the rafters
are a thing of the past
I know I try to adapt
but Im trapped in His wrath
and twisted in trash
take a glimpse at my back
and see that Ive turned around
listen to the words and sounds
butnin in the underground
now all the run arounds
are comin out fully down
hopin that you pull me round
out from the roof and clouds
cause the rain and storms
are a pain and pours
but Ive tamed the swords
and aim towards
a day of yours
cause Ive slaned the gore
tried to be godly
but that was faulty
the devil bought me
a false dream
in a small stream
in this mortal life
I was force to fight
in a tortured night
now the source is light
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another day comes
underneath the sun
what i have i become
but breath in my lunges
The clouds and the rain
are poundin my brain
the mountain terrain
is a fountain of pain
the sounds of these chains
need to drown in the drain
so better days can come
Ive always felt this numb
why was I so dumb
only to succumb
to scum less then a bum
beggin for crumbs
in the midst of the slums
twiddled my thumbs
and belittled the son
God was the serpent
a fraud on the surface
I was hard and deserted
so far from perfect
the scars where hurtin
the bars had purpose
but now I'm saved
and see my grave
is weak and paved
it seems ok
to redeem my pay
for all mistakes
that where made
the fear decays
on a mask and haze
not trapped with hate
or wrapped in ways
that capture praise
or torture my dayys
in a weakened maze
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