The High Cost of Playing God — текст песни (converge)

Falling head over heals for burden and bright light
A high cost of playing god i guess
Please, tell me how to survive in this
The unforgiving role of seeing too much
under the dead wake of morning
Im finding solace in a diseased heart
and im finding love in acts of desperation
You`re no angel my friend, your no angel
And here we are teetering on the edge of tired departure
and there you are with a blessing from below
With one drop for every callous ending
and one drop for every un-granted wish
Spare me the day when i discover a new found low