Infidelity, a familiar thread,
You left, and blessed solace I was led.
Infidelity, your ingrained design,
You left, and blessed solace, now mine.
No longer a madman, living, dying in vain,
To God, I offer thanks, again and again.
To God, I offer thanks, again and again.
Infidelity, your familiar way,
You left, and blessed solace of day.
No longer a madman, in the fiery dance,
To God, I offer thanks, a grateful glance.
To God, I offer thanks, a grateful stance.
Those days beside you, a haunted sleep,
Hoping your heart, its secrets would keep.
Lost in the sorrow of expecting change,
Two days of love, then hatred's strange range.
I, naive, what desires did you hold,
Unknowing the story, a future untold.
Nothing transpired as my heart did crave,
Your words held deception, the lies you gave.
This love, what wounds, what anguish it wrought,
You left, and blessed solace, my freedom bought.
No longer a madman, now I am free,
To God, I offer thanks, eternally.
To God, I offer thanks, eternally.
When your love took root within my breast,
My broken heart, by storms oppressed.
She who dealt pain, could comfort she give?
Why trust a heart that lived to deceive?
Who comes to steal, to take life's breath,
Why waste a life courting death?
Why does love's cruelest turn unfold,
The lover's heart, forever cold?
Was it my fault, or your heart's desire?
You left, and blessed solace, set afire.
No longer a madman, in the fading light,
To God, I offer thanks, with all my might.
To God, I offer thanks, with all my might.
Infidelity, your nature's art,
You left, and blessed a brand new start.
No longer a madman, in despair's hold,
To God, I offer thanks, a story told.
To God, I offer thanks, my spirit's mold.
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