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