HERETIC

As I feel the warming sun upon the earth

I stand outside the gates of my birth

Wise men know the answers, see them raise their stones

I stand here alone

Inside of the city gates, they gather round

Too enthralled by their designs to hear the sound

Voices of the dispossessed; they cry for hope

But they cry alone

Where is the voice inside to comfort me?

I plead. I cry for you

I'm lost within the fields of emptiness

So blind, paralysed

Don't leave me here to die

We're lost within the fields of emptiness

So blind, paralysed

Have we been left to die?

I have seen the morning sun

I have lived under the glow of life

Am I lost? A darker path I walk alone

Too weary to return; too weak to carry on

There must be a way to see you

I shy away as the hypocrites' whips crack

Their words, their wisdom, mean nothing to me anymore

My hope torn like rags on this beggar's back

They lead you up the hill as one accused of blasphemy

Observe you coldly, as they tie your body to the cross

And as you bleed they search their souls and find no guilt within

Self righteous killers- never knowing what they've lost

Still I want to stand before you

Still I'm locked within this cage

I want to see beyond their cities

To the place where only you remain

Still I falter when I run from you

I see an image of your pain

I want to see beyond their cities

To the place where only you remain

I see

Your pain

Look beyond their cities

To this place

I bleed I cry, I plead for you