I don't know if I even like the word " LOVE " anymore ,It's cold and empty
No feeling found , just like in the day , when they killed in the name of God So now they kill in the name of Love , And we all must suffer the untold pain.To bleed , to weep and apply the paint , to take up a weapon for to protect a Saint.I wish to do the victory dance , around the fires of my content .To sacrifice my blood for thee , Is what it must truely be .......
Bleeding freely now upon the ground , the World is spinnin all around ,Is my sacrifice truely worthy ? for your Happiness is all that's Holy .
I feel my spirit lifting toward clouds unknown , Will he be waiting for me to hold?
I've been with-out long enough , So I'll seek him from above ,
His love I know will always be there waiting for me always ........NOW ~~~~