Life, an abandoned wreck
In motion, driven into circles
Never ending circles
Nothing new has taken place
Seems like this place will never change

Just a mercy child
In a blood red cover
Just a mercy child
Covered in [bad word] 

roller coaster of feelings
Steering whatever thought and action
Into a pattern
pattern repeated

Remove the veils
The glory seems weak
The heart needs the light
Of your glorious presence
Regain control
Of this powerless wreck
Let [bad word] the course of life