A Tranquil Image of a Wounded Child Lyrics

The life I lived was coated in darkness,
The presence only consisting of shadows.
Actions of severe disparagement,
My focus was always in the past.
Hatred and wrath close to my heart,
What's been done to me is irreversible.

Revenge is no elucidation,
How I have tried to repress,
Built walls to close out,
But it's repeatedly in my dreams.

I spread your wickedness.
I hurt the ones I love.
I can't keep it all down.
You are the cause of my anxiety.
You owe me my hatred.
You crushed the child, killed the innocence.
I have no worth.
Wish my wrath could strike you,
But instead it only hurts those I love.

Despite the years, I am still enslaved.
Regardless of the energy, I still remember,
The moment will always haunt me.
What is holding me back?
What sops me from caring?
What is the source of my destruction?

A tranquil image of a wounded child,
The grieving touch of God,
Displays my life in enslavement,
Of hatred and bitterness.
Only Your love conveys the might.
Revealing truth about myself.
It's not the past events that bind me,
But the wounds are open to infection,
Binds my thoughts to the past,
Commit my heart to hatred.

I have neither managed to break the chains,
Nor been able to defeat my enemy,
But You show me something else;
The path of forgiveness.
Trusting You deliver me,
Daring to believe it's Your will.

Accepting your cleansing blood,
Allowing You to break the chains.
The spirits roar in my face striving to cage me,
Knowing I will lose if I battle alone.
Through You I can forgive myself,
Although I hate my past.
I can slowly start to love myself
And stop hurting those who care.