in quiet conscience
in quite conscience
im stuck worth dirt in the eyes of gods
blighted tree of impurity fruitless and besieged
the point of origins the point to life
get a load of this-this shit and i coexist
escape was never an option escape was never my prerogative
escape was the faith in redemption
the redeemer i sought to lick my wounds turned away when i prayed for the knowledge of his ways
open mind and shut your mouth
you are the failure-its not yours now
get out and make the giving
the scorched unliving eternity
goddamn the mailman-deliver my pain-take my cup to the next life
if ever there will be for me i dread the day i am reborn
in quiet conscience i die for an end
in quiet conscience i cry for the sin
in quiet conscience i fight for amends
in chaos science we roll dice till we win
in quiet conscience i die for an end
jds
