Cruel God
Why this way,
So close yet so far away,
No one can explain,
Can't he see my pain,
Testing me this way.
Saying it's fate,
Its like being played,
No matter the paths I take,
All ended the same,
Giving me this burden,
Not thinking of hurting,
Still i keep on pushing,
No matter what he is using.
Standing my ground,
Won't let him win this round,
The strong will I found,
With the faith I have now,
Can't be beaten now.
I'll find my way,
Getting of the path he made,
Immortality should be a sin,
No god will stop me for what I'm about to begin.
So close yet so far away,
No one can explain,
Can't he see my pain,
Testing me this way.
Saying it's fate,
Its like being played,
No matter the paths I take,
All ended the same,
Giving me this burden,
Not thinking of hurting,
Still i keep on pushing,
No matter what he is using.
Standing my ground,
Won't let him win this round,
The strong will I found,
With the faith I have now,
Can't be beaten now.
I'll find my way,
Getting of the path he made,
Immortality should be a sin,
No god will stop me for what I'm about to begin.
Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: The Stuffer | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Anastacia | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 22 augustus 2012 | ||
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