Tribulations of True Heart

Nothing in the least regret

Somehow every piece is set

Only way the heart can tell

Is if it eats a piece of hell

All we say is "He don't know?"

you can't fathom why I go..

Nor a reason how I stay

Fighting night and wasting day

So you think this shit's in vain?

All along this path I train

breath, my suffocating faith

Treachery can govern grace

Life in time displays a pace

Patterns in a perfect lace...