Let's rewrite tradition, remove [bad word] from our stride. 
Lets rewrite tradition and appraise the meaning of our lives. 
I thrive on division but I'm abandoning my pride. 
I'm seeking redemption, I want the love that I denied. 

The laws that governed us through youth
provoke the ventures we pursue
but now this weakness devours my bones
and the curtains begin to close. 
Fear emerges with visions of death 
and all my sin. 
Are we the parable of failure? 

Sleep is such a gracious thief.
It steals my time but give me strength. 
Sleep is such a gracious thief.
It steals my time but give me strength. 
Sleep is such a gracious thief.
It steals my time but give me strength. 

I had a dream I was descending, 
drifting further from the light. 
My whisper's begging for redemption. 
Is it enough to motion life? 

Dear God [bad word] lost and seeking love. 
Despite my past you've forgiven me. 
Now I wake on the road 
and I rise to my feet. 

I see the blood on my hands. 
I'm recalling my sins. 
The color fades with his touch.  [bad word] through my blood. 

Let's rewrite tradition, remove [bad word] from our stride. 
Lets rewrite tradition and appraise the meaning of our lives. 
I thrive on division but I'm abandoning my pride. 
I'm seeking redemption, I want the love that I denied. 

Looking back on my venture; 
the doors they locked to keep me safe. 
Safe from the unknown and world that 
thrives on almost everything but faith. [bad word] from tradition 
brought me to the sea. 

Down this path we proceed. 
Keeping faith in our reach. [x a lot of]

There I found a woman 
waiting who offered shelter 
in the city that she lived 
but vices sentenced me to death. 
Aboard a ship I was to die 
but the captain saw potential in my life, 
when my feet touched the shore 
his grace was ignored 
and I buried my worth in sand. 
Far off the path that I began 
I found love but I was forced to watch it drown.  [bad word] me 
to burn my past alive 
and give into my demise. 
But my father tells me no, 
"son continue on this road."