Oh brother,
Don't forget i'm in your heart,
And when the time is right,
I will take over your soul;

Oh mother,
There is an electric within my heart,
I have done all to fight,
They want to have my soul;

Oh father,
See how my flesh is torn apart,
And when it becomes night
My heart they fill with coal;

Oh sister,
Pray for my stolen heart,
Although i try to do things right,
I have lost my self-control;

Oh sceva,
Tell your sons to all depart,
they should not try to win this fight,
Because i will rip them whole.

Time moves forward,
The earth spins its silk,
On mornings wed with buttermilk,
Your ingénue sleeps,
Under a honeycomb sky,
Weeping sweet into her dream soaked eyes,

The walls of your heart were a dusty rose tapestry,
An interior of toothache and sticky ghosts,

He called for that criminal kiss,
For the warmth of the reminisce,

Her limbs were snug,
Gathered like a bouquet,
Thrown at your temple floor,
Sleeping wrapped within his holy grail,

Blossom spilled from his hallowed lips,
You whisper I taste of rosewater and new worlds,
Meaning the summer was lost inside us,
Consumed by a religious hunger,
In a locket of wild heat,

Arrest your memory before I forget,
As us criminals often do,
I fly alongside hope,
Like a honeybee in rain,
And pray I will make your sermon change.

If the earth becomes paradise,
Of what use will heaven be to us,
And if the earth is a bad place,
Why then was it given to us?

If then i was created with a choice,
I can't remember choosing the earth.
Why will anyone ignore the beauty,
For a place where all efforts end in death?

If it was Adam's sin that brought pain,
Why wasn't i given the same opportunity?
He was born into a world of comfort,
I am born into a world engulfed in immorarity.

He didnt have to struggle with his flesh,
I struggle with my flesh daily.
If he wasn't forgiven and reinstated,
How then am i sure of mercy?

I have never seen the other planets,
I only know what the scientists say;
If truely there was some other place,
Humans would go there long before today;

If there is a place called hell,
Why aren't the "devils" already there?
What logic is there in keeping them with us?
Now they create burdens too hard to bear.

If we are allowed to make the earth paradise,
Of what use will heaven be to us?
If sin is the reason why we won't go to heaven,
What will it take God to free us of its curse?

If i didn't have a choice of where to be born,
I shouldn't choose where to spend eternity,
Being born with sin wasn't our choice to make,
Therefore it shouldn't be the problem of humanity.

Who shall deliver me from egypt?
Who shall save me from pharoahs whip?
My heart have become a hollow pit,
And my sorrow has grown too dip.

I quench my thirst with my tears,
Even slaves take turns to ******* blood,
My nights are haunted by innumerable fears,
My knees are weakend by heated rods.

Who shall fight for me in this war?
My mind is distorted and my spirit is torn.
Who shall provide the balm for my sores?
Is there a balm of Gilead in my creators son?

Tell my oppressor that "nights always end".
Tell him that my joy comes in the morning.
Although, this pain is difficult to comprehend,
So shall my rise happen without warning.

Aint no reason to write again,
Not with this much pain,
I wish there was more time to stay,
But the inspiration is gone away,

I search for the words the wind did bring,
And the songs which i once heard the birds sing,
I looked for the letters which were carved in trees,
They all seem to be nothing but a tease,

I am grateful for the memories of the past,
And our yesterday that seems to fade fast,
The ink i spilled on every paper,
And heart poured out in every single letter

So when you do not hear from me,
This is what has become of me,
I have lost my joy and strength,
And my peaceful heart is now rent.