Trial

Seems like I'll never find,
My peace of mind,
I must be blind,
To not see in front of me,
My self-inflicted warning signs,
And even thought I pay my sins,
With blood and sweat and jugs of wine,
No matter how much I give,
I owe...I owe...I owe...I owe...

Save me,
But pay the toll,
Not far to go,

Just like Josef K.,
Don't seem to know, just what I owe,
This aching pleasure to be,
Weighed upon my aching soul,
And on these two bare feet,
I'm made to walk that hundredth mile,
To blister in the sun of,
My trial...my trial...my trial...my trial...

Save me...
But pay the toll,
Not far to go,
Save me...
But pay the toll,
Not far to go,
Not far to go...
All I owe...

Do not save me!

Just like Josef K.,
Don't seem to know, just what I owe,
This aching pleasure to be,
Weighed upon my aching soul,
And on these two bare feet,
I'm made to walk that hundredth mile,
To blister in the sun of,
My trial...my trial...my trial...my trial...

Save me...
But pay the toll,
Not far to go,
Save me...
But pay the toll,
Not far to go,
Not far to go...

Save me...save me...save me...save me...owe...