Greater
Hundredth - When Will We Surrender
Every breath I take recalls the wretch I once was
The inability to love a world that lets me down.
My misanthropy eats me alive.
My misanthropy eats me alive.
My misanthropy eats me alive.
My life once miserable is now immeasurable.
My life once miserable is now immeasurable.
What can I do with a heart full of hate
Besides dig places to rest for those I love
Besides make beds in the depths for those given up
Besides dig places to rest for those I love.
My tattered soul needs mending
No greater Love than this.