Album: To Those Perishing (2011)No Strength For The WeakReach down, pull me out of this mess I have created. Strangled by a lie wrapped in disguise, quenching the appetite for a while. These are remains of a hurt so deep, breaking the skin revealing I am weak, my mind needs reviving.
Get them out, these thoughts that kill me, I have fallen, pick me up. Sanitize this plague filled hole inside, rid my mind of the sickness that resides. I won?t be strong enough to get off the ground, I am tired, sick of the fall.
My strength is weak, my struggles blister me, I?m reaching toward the end for new strength to begin. I won?t collapse with my gaze fixed ahead. Pull me out, my dead weight drags me down. What have I done to deserve, your love, has undone, my faults.
Collapsing I can?t keep forcing myself to choke and bleed. Faceless, swayed by the enemy, I?m not drugged now, try me. With my face to the ground not a word left to speak, pull me out now. This is remorse for the hardness in me, kill off the appetite, I?ll die to myself inside.
I have not come this far to enslave myself to a death not far off. I have the remains that aggravate for a while, but I won?t give into the way they treat, beating the life out of me. It?s only You who can save me, I?m falling. My strength is weak, reach down and save me.
