Faith my friend* he sighs
and pours me more wine
blind faith I should say
that blurs the dividing line.

Even god doesn't reciprocate
he so often tramples your faith
still your mind belief doesn't vacate
believing is a cursed human trait!

Have faith friend at a great cost
of ******* and never being free
yet you hold onto it till all is lost
he swigs to make his glass empty!

I believed and see where I am
torn and shattered to pieces
no wonder if I'm ******
for in faith I bowed to her wishes!

Love is a faith too only more blind
he looks at me with bloodshot eyes
*makes you devoted with all your mind

till one fine morn she takes you by surprise!