With his eyes I dare not see, I dare not reveal all the misery, I need only look upon what's sweet and nice. What is not called upon for sacrifice.

With his eyes I cannot listen, I cannot bear the voice of his son and the spirit of his mission. Instead I can focus on undesisions and block out the Dove and chase the ducks and the pigons.

With his mouth-I shall not utter, I need to smother, get rid of all those haunting thoughts that speaks about loving one another.

With his hands I tremble to touch, I feel safer with the rust and the corrupt.

With his heart I must turn away, live for today, make no time for judgement day.

With his...reveals all that is not for me,  but i enjoythis  prision and I do not want to be free.

With his.....