One Too Many Times Lyrics

Demise Of Eros One Too Many Times

The world lays in bondage to its own false hopes.
My heart with is trapped by fruitless desire.
Can I toss the mountains that crush my freedom into the sea.
If not will my very life be ground to dust.
Will the dust call out your name.
Can a shackled mouth speak truth.
I long for freedom to want what will set me free.
Yet as a dog returns to its vomit so I live in filth anew.
Now with out you I am deep in the mire.
With my hands tied behind my back.
I have spit in the face of the only one who can save me.
Can I ask for help instead of forgiveness before I choke.
Would that be simply be just one too many times.