Enthroned

Life seems to smash our hopes and dreams The human will cannot sustain us Against the currents of loss and pain Give up the thing that makes you a mortal Give up the thing that makes you human The bowing down Come what may we will always be in doubt The scenes, the breeze The prayer-less Still on their knees The guilt I'll set them free I look back and I realize so much I can stand on my own I never needed anybody's help I can die by myself Give up the thing that makes you a mortal Give up the thing that makes you human