Lord, if you don´t help me I can´t get through this.
I can´t...
Lord, I´m too old for games,
Foolish wisdom...
And I´m tired of rhetoric, meaningless rhetoric that never changes things...
Lord, just help me,
Just help me...
I was feeling god´s pain and I´ve never had anything that´s been any worse to god,
In my fifty years that wasn´t born in agony, never, never...
Damn empty...
And I know that simons won´t do it,
I know that revelation won´t do it,
Comedies won´t do it,
I know now, oh my god do I know it...
Until I´m in agony,
Until I´m in anguish over it,
I´m preaching sermons...
Oh god...
I broke down and I wept and I mourned,
Does it matter to you at all?
I can´t handle this,
I can barely make it into here...
Little by little you´re losing me, you´re almost caught...
Love with christ.
People I know that were my friends,
I´ve seen them go one by one, some of my closest friends...
You´re changing from what you were,
You´re CHANGING,
Little by little somethings happening to you...
Will he bring you to your knees?
That´s all the devil wants to do take the fight out of you, and kill it,
So you won´t in prayer anymore,
So you won´t weep before god anymore,
Go to HELL,
No weeping, not one prayer, still nothing,
This is life and death - and the walls go down and ruin sets in...
Where´s the tears?
Where´s the mourning?
Where´s the confessing?
The love of christ?
I had to get the agony of gods heart...
WE... HAVE SINNED!!!
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