Bound

Deep is the everything
Deep is the mantra
Draw the bucket from your well
The well that is your soul.

You're so in hate
Why not create?
The sun burns your skin
Let's begin again...

Bruises stain your flesh
Bleeding fast and fresh
Broadened is your hatred
For the father strikes you down

You're so in hate
Why not eliminate
Those who oppose you
The list a mile long?

His hate for you crippling
Hot are your tears
Hungering for a respite
It's up to you now

You're so in hate
Why not fabricate
This so called life
You've surrendered to...

A light called love
Illuminates the path
You've craved so long
Embrace a world's fate

You're so in hate
Why not satiate
While the bastard waits
Holding what's left of you
In his hands...