Over time, I have decayed within
Deep inside, I have rotted with sin
Because I'm not able to stop my act
I have nothing inside able to react
I'll take my own pathway, hoping
Perhaps I'll be lost, words choking
I wander, rather than find purpose
My life's an asylum, a fool's circus
I walk my path, seeking to escape
With only one way to find my way
There I stop, and I then bow down
Speaking words, on sacred ground
I repent and I have nothing to offer
I place trust and belief on an altar
Hope that its enough to survive
The toll of my life's red tide
