And the days are unfolding
The pressure I'm holding
Helpless and lost within the tension
What can I do, the old wounds are itching
I've broken away and soon to be dissolved
By the pressure that seems I'm mauled
The temptations I've withheld
The dark places I've delved
To escape this earthly hell
The sad ringing of the reality bell
Wakens me from my peace
I can find no ease
No arms of comfort
No hands of warmth
No heaven in the sky
No light where I lie
There seems to be no place I'm free
A tattered warg of flesh and a soulless beast
The shadows of my past are easier to see in the light
And it's harder for me to run away or fight
If I don't understand myself: How can I teach?
If I am without courage: How can I guide?
If I am the mentor: How can I preach?
Son, there's chaos in all places
The world, the mind, and filling empty spaces
But where you find order, you will decide