I take every drop of water, from all oceans in the world.
Cleanse my self.
But Im still not pure.
I clean the outside.
But how can I cleanse mine own soul?
Clear conscience is key to purity.
But this black heart cannot be clean.
This foul heart needs some repainting.
Paint my heart happy.
Paint my destiny with colour.
Paint it with adventure.
Paint my words so I can read this.
