That which I gaze upon
destroys me
The light and the sound,
they get to me
It changes my mind - the way I live
Stealing my life away from me
My eyes are glazed, my body worn
I feel the sandman calling me
But I can't break my fixation
It's what I've come to crave
It's what I've come to hate
I humor myself with this preoccupation
I'd crush the chains If I had time
The light's convinced me not to
I've come to think it's right
I've always known it's wrong
Here is an obstacle
I ought overcome
Defy the demon that wants my soul
Draw from the inner strength that is not mine
All in the name of Authority
By his blood
If I will
circa September 1994
What if Charles Wesley Had Written Joy to the World?
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Charles Wesley doesn’t need anybody to stick up for him when it comes to
Christmas songs: The man gave us Hark the Herald Angels Sing, after all.
And if ...
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