Rest
"Rest" cries my soul
For torn is desire within
Death
Death tries my soul
For sure is the path leading in
Doubt invades
Thoughts aggress
So You're everything
To me
Then why does my flesh test my faith
Death still waits
For my faith to sway and break down
Poor
Poor is my strength
And naught is my will to resist
Weak
Weak is my heart
And prone to disaster my wish
Fear appends
My distress
So You're everything
To me
Then why does my flesh test my faith
Death still waits
For my faith to sway and break down
So You're everything
To me
Then why does my flesh test my faith
Death still waits
For my faith to sway and break down