The Chosen Pessimist

Tell me which side I'm on, Approaching constant failure. Tell me which side I'm on, (Who is friend or foe?) Approaching constant failure. Between love and hate, Which path to follow? How can I keep balance in this race? Come faith, I'm dying...slowly. In many ways I'm the burden, That divides us from the light, In many ways you're the halo, That keeps my spirit alive. Temptation, play the good or evil part, With me, you evoke the dark...away. Erase the free will, and watch me heal. Tell me which side I'm on, Approaching constant failure. Between love and hate, Which path to follow? How can I keep balance in this race? Come faith, I'm dying... Bemused by trials and tribulations, If I survive, I Fly from here, but as the chosen pessimist. (I carve!) Carve my name in stone. (I carve!) Carve my name in stone. Bemused by trials and tribulations, If I survive, I Fly from here, but as the chosen pessimist. (How can I keep balance in this race?) Come faith, I'm dying...