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In a place called hell
Can't you tell?
There's flies eating open wounds of humans
They're just kids
Parents making up mental excuses
For why their family doesn't have their needs
For some it's real
Others just gamble their pay
Too drunk unmotivated wasting away
There's babies crying as parents pretend to not hear
A five year old girl experiance rape
And no one there to give a care
What kind of world is this that justice equals money
There's not really much joy just everlasting misery
Drowned out in a distraction of a few minutes of pleasure
As the man trades money for pleasure
And girl her soul for a taste of material treasure
Which leaves the man lusting for a more
And the woman beaten against the door
Kicking and screaming inside but forced to stay silent
She didn't know when she signed up that this is what they meant
They promises fast cash but now she knows its a fast death
As she watches aids take over her health
A little bit bitter at the Next man so she does what she know best
Stays silent in her nest
As he gets his way
And he's erotic with his way
Trying to cause some pain
Any reaction will do
Saying emptily I love you
Words they've both heard and said so much
Without a hint of a meaning
They're stuck in a nightmare when theyre not even dreaming
Different chains but they're bound up the same
And they're screaming some Buddhas name
But he died so long ago he couldn't even save him self
Why would he save them
when their souls are aching for Him
So where are you where is your goodness
In their misery and darkness
I'm on a search for you to give them hope and meaning
But I'm realising I'm also drowning
Feeling what they feel and I can't do a thing
Trying to tell them who they are but they won't understand. The believe they're nothing.
But your goodness remains the light doesn't stop burning
But their souls are empty their hearts are yearning
And they're to blind to see
What I see
Which is your glory
And only a small part is in me
The justice of a Gods heart for his people
And your goodness is
A kid of the streets learning a song about Christ
Holding a child that's never been held is your just
For random people for a distant land to come to the unheard
Hear and understand
To tell stories and to teach
For someone for once not to deceive but simply speak worth and believe
Believe in the people and offer a piece of hope
That will never be taken away
It's not a method to cope
But a method to live love and thrive
They can experience the world instead of struggling to survive
The goodness is that a child can experience innocence for a change instead of corruption
Can be told the truth instead of destruction
Can be corrected not punished
Start something that they can actually finish
This is your goodness and more
When a lonely woman can be touched at the core
Where the god d heaven armies stoops down low
To see a reaping harvest where there hasn't been anyone to sow
The goodness is that your people to move
Just to show one person the correct image of love
Where a man who's done more wrong then the days he lived
Can be told about the love of a father no matter how many people he deceived
Where those who have never cared are crying tears
Where people decide to put down their beers
And give up everything they've known that seemed so right
For a better God and stand and fight.
