Haruka Toku Ni

Repent In The Synagogue

I'm coughing ceilings,

And making my own limits.

I keep staring at the future,

But only the Lord knows whats in it.

I fold my hands in bullets,

And lay to rest my former self.

The steel is a masterpiece,

But only when you've lost hope in yourself.

I've talked the crazy out of myself...

My veins may not even know me

But when the clock strike 12,

The day has already sunk below me.

...

Killing souls as they walk through my presence...

They see the ghost in my step,

But won't know the essence.

I told God for once that I'm a blessing,

I told my mind for once to stop stressing.

I told my eyes for once to stop tearing...

I told my heart for once to stop fearing...

I can't help my enemies,

They keep leering...

But the road continues,

So I'll keep steering.

...

God,

I know you teaching me a lesson.

Love not what hasn't been given,

And give what hasn't been taken.

I repent for my crosses that I've lied to...

I repent for the sins I've given into.

My bones are like gas,

They just float away.

That's why I hardly walk,

Because I'll wither in gray.

But If strength has a picture,

Then let me be the painter...

If life puts a problem on the board,

Then let me be the answer.

I can't bleed on my own wounds,

It'll kill me like cancer...

I can't bend for nobody,

So let me be my own dancer.

...

Lord...

In your holy name...

Amen.