Lyrics

Blessed are the weak the poor and diseased
the broken and homeless of which we speak
blessed be the pain that leads to the escape we seek
through others and lovers drugs and tv
too tired to sleep too hungry to eat
those who don’t get high no more but still smoke weed
to try to cloud the memories and fear they repeat
for when done with the running the god within we shall seek
So it’s the fear it’s the pain that we must greet
in order for the broken to be complete
So one must become lost to become found
one first must die to be reborn
So cry cry until your tears run dry
sit with your pain
let it burn your image
let it burn your name
Give in to this flame
let it burn you to nothing
for to be nothing
is the beginning
of everything…