I am committed to the cause
I have since...closed those opened doors
Rules are meant to be broken....and thus;
I won't hesitate to break those laws

I will strive to reach my goal
And maybe in the process try not to sell my soul
'cos it's been rumoured to be worth more than gold
Ionno man.....that is just what I've been told

In the name of the father, we curse people's sons
And joke with the holy spirit, as if it's any fun
I will rise to stand against the sun
And hope for my love's sake, I don't get burned

I'm sorry if all I do is stare,
At your wounded heart, 'cos I never bothered to care

You said he hurt you again.
He made you feel things, much more worse than pain
He punched and slapped, and kicked and swore
He hit you so hard,i could have sworn he broke your jaw
I felt the need to rise and fight
But at that moment, it just didn't feel right
This was a cause that wasn't mine
And I, as always felt you'd do just fine
A couple of hits, a couple of beats
Would never in hell, take you down to the pit
But I was wrong
You were not strong

Your funeral was last three weeks
And as I stared at your grave I felt really weak
My eyes gave in and started to leak
Your death taught me all I ever needed was just to speak

I don't do poems
Or maybe I do
But I'm not a poet
And that's not true
My mistress is stressed
But she's a much better muse
And she asked for a poem
To spark up her fuse
But I'm not a poet
And that's not true
Because I really do poems
When it's for you.

Something I've learnt
Through all the time I've spent
Is that you can be a nice guy
Give your all to the limit of knowing you tried
You can love with all your might
Swear to God you'd fight
For that special one
Overlook all the wrong they've done
You can be kind to a fault
Answer yes to everything, no 'buts'
But still get the short end of the stick
And that just makes me really sick

Let the sun shine
Let the rain fall
You'd still be mine
And i'd still be yours

Whence comes the flat line
As the GRIM REAPER calls
You'd still be mine
And i'd still be yours