In the struggle of surviving life there is but one One To suffer, endure, and And with time such become a matter of course To face, overcome, and behind But, with what reason does God to inflict so many hardships on me? For the sins of Cane on Able? Or was it for and Eve? Peccavi, Let them suffer Punish for the things that I do Suppose it is my bitterness that causes things? The power of with fingers of ice Then dare I not with words in vain; In tongues of anger with red snake eyes for the lord will surely me down But for what reason does God trip my and lay weight on my back? For the sins of men who cripple and Peccavi yes I sinned But, burden them as they have me Peccavi yes I have Yet, I am pure in heart but, left them it would surely bleed God it.God damn them I'm so of it all If pain is what makes your garden grow, then fertilize this garden flower If this is all life's got to show, then shall be my finest hour me lord, as I speak in vain Our father who'art in heaven be thy name But, is it too much to ask you to free me from this hell Thy kingdom come,thy will be done, on as it is in heaven Peccavi, Let them suffer Punish them for the things I do I have I'm so of it all Do you caress with a tainted I cannot see through a lust Please free me from these chains of That tie me down sweat and rust