O Lord, God of my salvation, I have cried day and night before thee. My soul is full of troubles, and my life draweth nigh unto the grave. I am counted with them that go down into the pit. I am as a man that hath no strength. Free among the dead, like the slain that lie in the grave, whom thou rememberest no more… Lord… I’m dying inside, can’t You see me? This pain is killing me slowly… please don’t leave me. Lord… I’m dying inside, can’t You see me? This pain is killing me slowly… please don’t leave me. I hear the devil walking on gravel as I lay in my bed, Like the dead resting in a coffin filled with cotton. The older I get, the more I become lonely, Forget money, just hold me — before this emptiness swallows me. For friendship, poverty got a gap in me, So nothing I can do for ya, but root for ya — while I drown in this misery. My family turned enemy, my close friends went crazy, In poverty I got a baby… now I’m raising life while I’m fading daily. Lord… I’m dying inside, can’t You see me? This pain is killing me slowly… please don’t leave me. Lord… I’m dying inside, can’t You see me? This pain is killing me slowly… please don’t leave me. The burden’s on my mother, I wonder if things would be different, If I had a real father for my daughter, maybe this pain would be distant. Feeling like my days are numbered, stuck in this slumber, Hunger in my stomach while my soul tears asunder. Just know that mommy loves you, let me see you glow, Let me see the smile upon your face before I have to go. Life is bitter and sweet, like Jesus on the cross, got the nails in him, Even while I’m breaking, I still try to prevail in it. I ain’t happy in heart, it ain’t hard to see, Born of a curseful seed, third degree burns from my wounds and still healing. Follow your heart, but take your brain with you, You born alone, you die alone — that’s the cold truth the universe wrote in stone. Time have no mercy for the left behind, New inspiration brings you flow, people come and go like the wind in the night. I walk on hell road, close to death road, praying while I stare at the ceiling, Hoping God can reach into this darkness and give my heart some healing. It’s your goddess… Zeirlith. Lord… this pain is too heavy. I’m barely holding on. If You’re listening… please hear this song. It’s coming straight from my soul.
