8 July 2012
So much of this world is covered with sickness I'd give my life to end it, god as my witness Sickness of body and of mind For every cure theres another sickness we find.
As humans what chance have we got When one illness is not what we thought? Each day is worth living and dying for Let Him be the judge to settle the score.
We keep on searching but what will we find? The reason for being? The truth of mankind? The best we can hope from god up above Is a life that has been blessed by the touch of love.
Sick • Opuss № I