The Surge

He looked up to the sky and he screamed "
Where's my fucking miracle if you're really a King?!" He takes a breath at the edge of the sea, pleaded for his life to matter more, waiting for an answer on a cure, begging for the surge to wash up on the shore.
Don't wake me, break me out of this crypt that I dug.
I'm waiting, praying when will enough be enough?
Will I ever find peace in this place?
a house of the damned is my only escape.
What's this grace and why can't I believe there's purpose in this process that only you can see?
Don't wake me, break me out of this crypt that I dug.
I'm waiting, praying when will enough be enough?



Credits
Writer(s): Kyle Odell
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