Wild Heart

Knee deep in the swelling seas without a thought

Or realization of my dying need,

I cannot keep out this grim disease

For it has plagued and overtaken all,

All our dying breed.

Waist deep in the ocean's sleep

Without a thought or realization of my dying need,

(I cannot) can't keep what I didn't reap

For I see justice coming swiftly for,

For every thought and deed.

None had taught.

Such wickedness from the start.

In deed, in thought, my heart was tearing apart.

In vain I fought.

Hoping this pain would depart.

Still no one could tame this wild heart.

Lawless and reckless, my will and my art.