God, you know that I'm not weak
and no forgiveness do I seek
I walk alone, do not interfere
Most holy God of puppeteers
I call to you, "cut thy Strings"
I have heard the unspoken things
I'll not fight for you, I'll fight not for Him
the day the Earth's light is dim
I'll stand for what I see is right
and I'll not die without a fight
God you know, I've forsaken thee
and now I pray, forsake me