THE CURE AND THE CURSE By Eunice Abali
EP9: THE CURE AND THE CURSE By Eunice Abali
Oh this terrible disease
May it not spread its wings and open up its multiple talons
To target the one vital organ that pumps blood and emotions
May it not devour us and turn our souls to coal
Let it not rip our flesh to shreds I pray
The cure is but a hand stretch away
But we still clutch to the vile disease what do we have to gain
From not letting go and reaching out
To hold the vial of hope and drink of it
Oh why oh why
Do we let our selfish desires weigh us down
To think upon ourselves mightier than thou
We have brought this doom ourselves
We are not worthy to face your mighty self
Oh this terrible disease
May it not spread its wings and open up its multiple talons
To target the one vital organ that pumps blood and emotions
May it not devour us and turn our souls to coal
Let it not rip our flesh to shreds I pray
The cure is but a hand stretch away
But we still clutch to the vile disease what do we have to gain
From not letting go and reaching out
To hold the vial of hope and drink of it
Oh why oh why
Do we let our selfish desires weigh us down
To think upon ourselves mightier than thou
We have brought this doom ourselves
We are not worthy to face your mighty self
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