To enjoy again would be bliss

Oh what garbage

That a horribly bruised vex

Would leave me in such a state

That I’d ever have to say it

But I do very much feel

Like a demon in agony

Embarrassed and floating above

The hope of ever communicating

How bad it really is in hell

Yet those stairs lead down to my very soul

In this rat-a-tat-tat war

In this crying spell

Come, Calvary, come

Oh come