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What is the point of this life?
Please, tell me for the peace of mind.
And your sagacious oversight's
all-seeing. Put me back on straight.
My life's too short. I feel my plight,
and search for answers may be tight.
We do not know why we were born
to come together at this place.
But our present was foretold,
so, please, just answer – what's the race?
What's waiting where I lose my trace?
Why should we fall on our sword?
Where is the map of hidden roads?
How can I step out of this maze?
I need to know a little more
about my time, about my pace,
if my investment has its weight.
I'm really sorry I'm so rude.
I'm overwhelmed, I have no clue
how to explain my lack of faith.
Embraced my sins just to survive,
this world is full of foolish strife –
I needed something in my life
to know that any random knife
won't be a Judas kiss for me.
I am myself, want to be free.
I want my gratefulness for thee
to be a known fact and enough
to put away all needless stuff
and live with no regrets to feel.
And please, don't judge me very strong:
I'm just a human, after all.
And my mistakes has been my thorns
to deal with. Since I have not long,
I have no time to cleanse my soul...
What is the meaning of this life?
Please, tell me there's a hope for 'morrow,
don't keep your silence, let me follow
your ten Commandments to the letter.
Yes, I was weak – I can be better.
I have no will to end my sorrows,
so I must live and meet what's fated.
But let me know my path is clear,
I can find peace and lose my fear.
I wouldn't waste my life on lies,
don't mind routine – and it's my price
to spend my days as you had planned –
smile in the mornings, waking up:
I will endure with no complaints,
if there's space for some fuck-ups.
Not asking for forever mode,
not trying to avoid my lot,
just asking for a little joy
while sorting through my trouble stack.
There is no sense, I feel its lack –
I'd like to fill this empty void.
Please, give me strength, your help is priceless,
my life is yours, my God Almighty.