R.I.P. Blake Songtext
von The Deep Cuts

Just stand here watching the dying of this bird
I remind myself the certain driven kind of hurt
I lose the words to describe exactly what I feel
A piercing kind of pain from which I know I′ll never heal

Oh my sweet God
Why must you forsake me?

Clanging the bells of sin all ring at once
With honest eyes catching the winner of the hunt
A sobbing heartfelt prayer becomes a death wish in your sleep
Suddenly reminds me of the life you wished to lead

Oh my sweet God
Why must you forsake me?

Say what you will about me
But I never left your side
No matter how much you left mine
My Lord, my God
What changed?
I never turned around
I never saw his face


Although now sometimes it feels like you were never at my side
Sometimes it feels like you died
Along with that though is this pervasive clutching shot
An image of your body subjected to rot
Worse, the worst thing I feel
Is that you were never here
That you were never real

I cannot explain my pain this time
The deafness of a heart already blind
When my body at the bottom of the river is found
Pull the water from me, don't let me drown
Seal my tragic life with a thousand kisses
A long bloated body he already misses
Pull it from the river and throw it in the fire
At least let it satisfy your desire

It′s all superficial now, I can see
It didn't really matter how much you left me
Go it alone, follow a different path
At least just let me beg you, help the others back

Oh my sweet God
Why must you forsake me?


Say what you will about me
But I never left your side
No matter how cruelly you let me die
My Lord, my God
What changed?
I never turned around
I never saw his face

And now I question if it was murder or just death
Realization hits, you don't need sin-marked flesh