Broken Hands

(álbum: Beyond The Gates - 2012)

Purpose, isn't found in my broken hands or my selfishness.
Everything they have told me has broken my spirit,
And it has left me, without a plan or a purpose for this life that I am meant to lead.
Meant to lead

I'm a broken man, I find no purpose in these hands,
I can't build anything for myself.
They have left me, with no guideline or outline of what or who I am meant to be.
Everything's unclear (everything that I see here),
So tell me what, what do you expect from me?

I'm just a broken man, gripping to life with a broken hand.
Broken hand

I wish (I wish) I had the strength to live a life,
A life free of regret. To live a life free of regret.

All these thoughts running through my head,
In my own strength, I think I'd just wind up dead.
Lend me a helping hand,
Someone teach me to be a better man.

It's like I've heard it all before.
Give me a reason to breathe or I won't breathe at all.

Living through all this pain,
Living amongst this hate,
I can't bear another day.
What could I do, what could I say,
That could make this pain go away,
What could I do, what could I say,
I can't bear another day,
And it's eating me away.

I am alone and cold, hopeless and broken and wretched with no place to go.
I am alone and cold, in desperate need of a purpose and a chance of hope.

I wish (I wish) I had the strength to live a life,
A life full of hope. To live a life free of regret.

Give me the strength.