There are two voices inside my head
One speaks for the living
One for the dead
The first wants to see me prospering
While the second seeks my suffering
One inspires faith and is unconcerned with beliefs
One inflicts doubt and revels in resultant miseries
The caring voice advises to always love without withholding
While the cruel voice admonishes such weakness with scolding
One guides me with peaceful concepts for a serene life
One drives me with painful precepts of eternal strife
The one states that I should be ever-patient and kind
While the other screams foul obscenities in my mind
Only one answers prayers or cares for intelligent reason
One scoffs at hope and responds only, "We are Legion"
This one is faithful and loves all living things equally
While that one knows only betrayal and brutality
One sustains me and sees that my spirit is fed
One devours me and sees my soul as its bread
There are two voices inside my head
One speaks for the living
One for the dead