If I could embrace the things I wish to
Then I would face something I could never
My one wish is the coming of my cue
Then one wish to truely see such a cure
How could I follow down this perlious path?
Trust someone to die for my salvation?
As scarlet are the stains of aftermath
Is life some kind of figurative pun?
A lamb upon a cross like those of old
Is there a price I could not pay?
To lay down a life I never took hold
Finding no rest in all the world today
Embrace contentment, a task, I search out
Embracing this task, shall be, my way out