I bled my purity
shed my security
lived in obscurity
for a glimpse of reality

I fell with angels
looking for an angle
finding none  
can't return to glory

broken dreams 
I cannot seem
to find a way
a way to redeem
To free me

how can a son
a son of god fall?
is this not 
his judgement call?
the lord above
grant me serenity
from the monster
that is destroying me

I bled my purity
shed my security
lived in obscurity
for a glimpse of your reality

I don't want it.
I didn't want it.
I will never want it
I don't want it.
I don't need you.

The Lashing - Eric Enwood May 16/01