here i'll live and here i'll die
under clouds in a black sky
weighing down the guilt within
memories of shame and sin
all my life has been a lie
running from the pain inside
looking for someplace for me
all i found is misery
and then i wonder why your dreams will always die
and why is life so cold when all you get is old?
death is where i long to be
maybe then i will be free
still, the doubt of what will come
will i pay for the things i've done?
and who can tell what lies on the other side
of the open grave? i hear the voices say:
you'll die in your sin
hell will suck you in
and all because you wouldn't give God what He died for