In the aftermath of another escape from reality Exhausted you lay, circled by nothingness You sank so deep... lacking the strength to surface again Miracles and revelations, or just hallusinations? God tends to speak only at the moments of weakness As ruins are easier to conquer Guilt batters with a k**er's fist Forcing you to confess your supposed sins Hoping for heaven, afraid of hell You sealed your decay with a shallow prayer How real can this revival be When it's merely compensating your low self-esteem? Life-long submission seems to be the price of faith So, will the bleeding hearts give more than they take? Drifting with the winds out at the sea of deceit The fear of god is all you have No sign of the promised salvation An addict to punishment and restrain Paints horns and feathers within the same frames Helped up from the pit And thrown down into a deeper one