"On the End of a Rope" genre: Indie
	lo fi play (dial-up) hi fi play (broadband) download (3.5 MB)	email track to a friend	add to My.MP3
	CD: The Splendour in Everything   Label: 777 (label) Credits: Music and Lyrics by Timothy Kessel
	Lyrics Our God is a vengeful God. Ignoble thoughts debase me, turned me gray I spit them out like settled coffee grinds Yet they remain, morals run astray Just like the pedophile in whose mind Perversion that is carefully encased It justifies instinctual depravity Reaches with both the arms, in full embrace Of harmony within cacophony Lack of control of body, parts arise From roles enacted to garner praise Turgid with lust, I have no alibis I've been here all along in irrational haze I plead insanity as my defense It overwhelms, compels, I heed the call And it replaces what was innocence So nothing really matters now at all Hanging below the sky and underlying God's gallows is the love inside of me Coalescing with darkness, edifying Revealing nothing but futility

Copyright notice. All material on MP3.com is protected by copyright law and by international treaties. You may download this material and make reasonable number of copies of this material only for your own personal use. You may not otherwise reproduce, distribute, publicly perform, publicly display, or create derivative works of this material, unless authorized by the appropriate copyright owner(s).