Mind Abuse By God...

Mind Abuse By God...

Tell me a story,
Dear Azriel.
Tell me a reason,
My Gabriel.
Tell me why,
Oh sweet God.

Tell me why you were never there,
Tell me why you made everything unfair.

Why was it I that suffered so,
Why was it me that can still grow?

Tell me a story,
Dear Azriel.
Tell me a reason,
My Gabriel.
Tell me why,
My dear sweet God.

If everything fit in place,
Why am I the one with scars on my face.

If everything was right to begin with,
Why was it I that always came in fifth.

Tell me a story,
Dear Azriel.
Tell me a reason,
My Gabriel.
Tell me why,
My dear sweet God.

Why is there hatred within my mind,
And why do I feel the need to bleed all the time?!

If everthing was fine to begin with,
Why is it I that always comes in fifth.

Tell me a story,
Dear Azriel.
Tell me a reason,
My Gabriel.
Tell me why,
My fitful God.

You gave me no reason to hate,
Everything but fate.

I can't stand to look at you,
Father that was untrue...

Take me away,
Dear Azriel.
Give me a truth,
My Gabriel.
Forsaken by you,
My fitful father untrue...