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