Conceited and frustrated
focusing on truth
how to make the truth
To find realization of insanity
I ask a truth inside of me
what truly do I need
This symapathetic sorrow
deep within
still seems to hide
For now I'll try to cry
to make myself realize who I've lost.
I drift in thought to think,
Of a friend in pain
who's body seems so torn
and who's mind is no longer whole
I'll cry for hours
What good this could come rarely enters my mind
disgusted with my thoughts
with who I seem to be.
Why he's gone, and I'm still here.
I lose all within me once again
how can I hold it back
yet I hate these thoughts I think
Your tears are flowing freely
thinking of the fault
of all the empty sorrows
and loss of memory's gain
look within my mind
take my hand and help me see
How to make the truth I wish upon so dearly
become the truth of true freedom
Ask me how I cry
How and why I pain for all these things
he is gone now
never to return to this earth
his body resting within the ground
his soul watching over us all
I cry out deeply
and ask for salvation from within
How can I save them from all the pains ahead
there is no way to help them see all of their pains
hoping anxiously that they may see all the good his existence brought forth
and wanting terribly to see
the man they called their son
I long to soothe their cries
their sorrows
he left behind
so good he was
and truly will always be
With god he now rests his head each and every night
his loss is forever
and his calmness is within his soul
I feel within this empty sorrow
I wish that I could take their pains away
for just a moment
to let them see
all the good he's brought
Such a terror brought unto thee
sorrow lurks within
how can I pain
for crumbling thoughts
and the alter deep within
i beg dear lord
let me live
don't cause the suffering of all to whom I care
this pain that so many feel for him
asking desperatly praying without answers
please I beg of you
let him live again
for we miss him dearly
