sin

 
the day was a cruel Master  
it tortured me in my want  
I languish alone with my thoughts  
there would be no peace  
 
my sin played out in my mind's theater  
relentlessly hunted by demons  
with no sanctuary to be found  
 
my inner halls covered in graffiti  
said addiction was here in neon  
the writing was on the walls  
I was in trouble  
 
chained to my needs  
I would not break free  
no, not today  
 
an endless cycle plays out  
one of pain and desire  
I desire freedom  
I can't bear the pain  
 
sobriety leaves me cold  
a forlorn child of sin  
I can't seem to hack it  
 
"pain going to make everything alright"  
I believe my humility is required  
the agony is a powerful persuasion  
 
brings me to my knees  
crying out to a god I don't believe in  
hallelujah glory be they name  
please don't let me hurt tomorrow