Trials - Strongarm

Again and again i struggle with my

Shortcomings my strength my soul weary

Of this i have to face the pain of my fault

Within these tests these trials the marks

I miss what do i gain what is the benefit

Of self-indulgence the darkness reveals

Itself i must commit to absolving it my fault

My weakness torments myself why should i

Sacrifice my dignity the purpose of these

Trials holds peace for those that seek it

The secrets of wisdom truth and life to

This one must look what does it profit a

Man to release his will to that which tries

This soul a test a trial a blessing in

Disguise offered to all that ask in time

It shall be revealed beyond that which

Is seen beyond a man’s understanding