The bitter root has woven down Through thick black soil under ground Inside your soul it’s hard to see Through thorns and thick abrasive weeds All these years you've nurtured hurt And kept it safe inside the dirt And all the while like cancer inside
It eats away your body your mind
It's not too late to pull it out Despite regret and fearful doubt Let's burn it till it’s dead and gone The fire will move this heart
I know how happy you could be If only you would be set free The fire you demand to stoke Is not the one you should evoke Your hate is tangled like a noose And only grace can cut it loose Burn the wrath inside your soul The bitter chains are bitter cold