Searching for what I want reaching high looking, lost.
Swimming, gone far away, searching for my lord, drowning.
Reaching for you stars singing, truth.
Dimensions drift, calling to me, lost without help, drowning.
Drowning in the ocean of time, knowledge surrounding me
unending, am I ready to die?
Focused on what my life has to give, nothing, wanting more,
drowning.
Lost in a sea of colorless light, my passion, my life, worthless
desires, worship the only thing I can give, accepted.
The colors bond together on a narrow chain leading me to
repentence.
The desires of this world a brink in time , an illusion, pain.
I'm lost.
I must follow the straight narrow path blindly searching for my
lord ignorantly, drowning in the knowledge of the one God to
vigorusly, to sacred to contain.
Drowning in the spritual form of ectasy