TORN

peace is what they tell me

love am i unholy

lies are what they tell me

despise you that control me

the peace is dead in my soul

i have blame d the reason for

my intetions poor

yes i'm the one who

the only one who

would carry on this far

torn, i'm filthy

born in my own misery

stole all that you gave me

control you claim you save me

the peace is dead in my soul

i have blamed the reason for

my intentions poor

yes i'm the one who

the only one who

would carry on this far

MY OWN PRISON

a court is in session ,a verdict is in

no appeal on the docket today

just my own sin

the walls are cold and pale

the cage made of steel

screams fill the room

alone i drop and kneel

silence now the sound

my breathe the only motion around

demons cluttering around

my face showing no emotion

shackled by sentence

expecting no return

here there is no penance

my skin begins to burn

so i held my head up high

hiding hate that burns inside

which only fuels their selfish pride

were all held captive

out from the sun

a sun that shines on only some

we the meek are all in one

i hear a thunder in the distance

see a vision of a cross

i feel the pain that was given

on that sad day of loss

a lion roars in the darkness

only he holds the key

a light to free me from my burden

and grant me life eternally

shold have been dead

on a sunday morning

banging my head

no time for mourning

aint got no time

so i held my head up high

hiding hate that burns inside

which only fuels their selfish pride

were all held captive

out from the sun

a sun that shines on only some

we the meek are all in one

i cry out to god

seeking only his decision

gabriel stands and confirms

ive created my own prison

MORE TO COME