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
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