I feel so lonely in a lonely world.
When man is screaming on a metal sword
And when another man is shouting all aboard
I feel a little tired saying

Oh, Lord.
My faith and love will die within my new fault.
And when I broke my last chord
I'll say it all again.
Oh, Lord.
My faith and love will die within my new fault.
And when I broke my last chord
I'll say it all again.

Some dreams are not becoming true, but other do.
I guess I will survive in spite of being in a bad view.
I'll lose my pillow but I'll find
Some kind of sturdy glue to say

Oh, Lord.
My faith and hope will die within my one more fault.
And when I broke my last chord
I'll say it all again.
Oh, Lord.
My faith and hope will die within my one more fault.
And when I broke my last chord
I'll say it all again.

Whenever I just want to go and speak aloud in a snowy day.
Some other people almost done it in a very outstripping way.

What should I do, Lord?
Well, they finally broke my chord.
I should have been in bloom,
But I dump in a melted gloom.