I-harbor feelings of contempt now...
 [bad word] it's my fate...that haunts me.
I-feel the hands of time advancing
wind cold as [bad word] me through
Unguarded hearts cannot the sad journey make
The [bad word] weight of guilt consumes me.

I-hide the wounds that speak of weakness
path-to the pain deep inside.
I-see the burning ground advance in dreams.
terror striking deep in my soul...
Tomorrow holds the promise of release
But only [bad word] believers see it...

So embrace that goal
Believe just what you must.

Even
through all the sorrow
paradise
lies there for those reaching out
Pleading
On time that's borrowed
Escape this reality
The senseless [bad word] 
shimmering promise of changes to be.
Until death you fight
Take care only to [bad word] 
Just those that hunger to see an end to sorrow.
As the end draws near, banding close [bad word] a must
Together promise to make a new tomorrow
Eyes straight ahead, fighting to live freely
Together all, toward that bright tomorrow