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