In the struggle of surviving there 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 what reason does God choose to inflict so many on me? For the sins of on Able? Or was it for Adam and Eve? Peccavi, Let them then Punish for the things that I do Suppose it is my that causes such things? The of Karma with fingers of ice Then I not speak with words in vain; In of anger with blood red snake eyes for the lord will surely me down But for what reason does God my stride and lay weight on my back? For the sins of men who and stab? Peccavi yes I have But, burden as they have burdened me yes I have sinned Yet, I am in heart but, left with them it would surely bleed God damn it.God them I'm so of it all If is what makes your garden grow, then just fertilize this garden flower If this is all life's got to show, then death be my finest hour me lord, as I speak in vain Our father who'art in hallowed be thy name But, is it too much to ask you to me from this hell when Thy come,thy will be done, on earth as it is in heaven Peccavi, Let them then them for the things that I do I sinned I'm so of it all Do you caress with a tainted I see through a painted lust Please me from these chains of love tie me down through sweat and rust