Memories From The End Pt. 2

When i was young

i needed it

when i was young

i'd feed on it

and that was my fault to not know how far down the hole i have fallen

it was all right with me

now that i'm old

i breathe for it

now that i'm old

i sing for it

and, oh holy ghost, how have i wandered so far from my home

atonement so clean, replenishing me

and this the day

i die for it

and i will rejoice

and be glad in it

and now i am shown the treacherous pains to become something whole

redemption that's freed the burden from me

redemption so free discovering me