A revelation infused in my head
Couldn’t I conjure good from my own will
Was I mistaking my fear for faith?

All I asked was a sign from you
callusing my knees as I was told to
Was I mistaking my fortune for faith?

It could be easier to have a savior.
Forgiving me for my tainted behavior
but am I mistaking my duty for faith?

I’ve never tried to bargain with you
Awaiting your promises, following your rules
But your silence was a bane to me
Then it felt like all my faith was in vain

I’ve never bothered to know why I'm here
Wouldn´t change the way I live
But if I can’t discern the pure from the vile
I hope to find a place to wash my sins