Sitting at heaven’s door with my back against the wall.
I can’t go in, I’m afraid… I don’t even want to try.
Would you recognize me if you saw me like that?
If you felt my hopelessness and touched my faithless face.
Would you question my answers or mistrust my beliefs?
… Even if I am filled with only good intentions.
If I left my faith behind and followed you to the depths of
the earth…
If I took your words and made them my own…
If everything I lived for was in a name… Your name.
Would you understand me?
You turn your eyes from me and give me your coldest
shoulder…
You instruct me and my demons away from your presence…
You announce my shame from the tallest towers and bleed my
scars for everyone’s pleasure.
You act like you hate me.
You shower me no mercy…
Yet I am bound to you by loyalty.
I can’t. 