Published: 28-Oct-2004
Death comes for me without restraint.
Like a mounted warrior in black satin paint.
Driven by fear and hands covered in blood,
I fall to my knees in search from above.
Dear God, I pray, my life is but short.
Give me this day of stay from your court.
My ways will change, my story will tell,
You gave me your mercy in exchange for my hell.
I’ll give to the poor and pray every day,
Surrender my wealth and your word I’ll obey.
Protect me from death and my soul I will give.
A walk without sin is the life I will live.
The winds from the west collide with the east.
The oceans erupt in a salt covered beast.
The sounds of the earth rumble deep from within,
As the blade of his sword meets the life of my sin.