When I walk blind
Into that goodnight
I'll have my grace
Embracing that dark
You just behave
So strangely
I'm sure you think
The same of me...
Can goodwill
Of man
Can it withstand
Failed pretenses?
I'm not afraid
I'm not saved
Don't think me
Any other way
I see flaws
In your golden gods
I have bones
To pick
I do not serve
I cannot learn
Anyone else's way
But my own
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