Meek Are The Truths That Bring My Tears

Meek are the truths that bring my tears
As the strength of my body grows frail
Weak are the hands that bind my fears

Black is my vision as the darkness nears
My soul is searching for the light of the veil
Meek are the truths that bring my tears

Hateful has been my soul of dark years
As the luster of life has gone pale
Weak are the hands that bind my tears

Living in fire, as it scars and sears
Could it be that life is merely hell?
Meek are the truths that bring my tears

I will not cower as Death appears
Nor will I be bound by his darkening spell
For weak are the hands that bind my fears

Now I've reached the end of my years
My days of flying, till the day I fell
Meek are the truths that bring my tears
And weak are the hands that bind my fears