The pews of the church were wooden and rough
A feel I will never forget
The indifference in me was something most like
The smoke from an old cigarette

The light in my veins took hold of the days
In which life was as free as a White
But the Blackness in me was enslaved to the wrong
To the choices as dark as the night

I've tried to change, oh God have I tried
But faith has escaped the abyss
It fell and it plundered to spaces unknown
And the ignorance causes no miss

I feel like a tide, swept away, hands outstretched
The longing of wanting the shore
But I've sinned and I've won and in turn I now tend
To not look in God's eyes anymore

I blame everything on the Red Man himself
He stole life from me like a theft
But it's strange to enter the gates of Hell
To find you've never left

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