Let yourself go
Untie the chains
Let yourself breath again.
Feel life pour in and drain out
You know your just increasing deaths delay
Perhaps if you gave up, he would leave you alone.
Maybe it’s just a battle between arrogances. You versus death.
Give up. Let him “win”
I bet humility will buy you a couple of years.
I can’t promise this, but i have a hunch. A hunch that humility means too much to pass her by. You need her touch. You need her hand. Let her take you where she wants, it might look a whole lot like death.
Don’t worry though, aren’t most good things masked by their contraries?
Just be humble.
Let your pride be annihilated.
Come home in grace and love.
Come home to us rejoicing. Come again to grace and love.
Come home to us rejoicing.
LET IT BE THE DEATH OF YOU.