Book of Sorrows i

I been nursin' biblical wounds, 

Moses parting my flesh 

leading out the better being

within 

I stand with you that are lying

low, bound for the ground

Sobbing, pleading with yourselves... 

just let me be better 

I do not want to be king of crowns

or glimmer of jewels 

I want to rediscover my heart

And find it beating