There is a man that I knownFor seventeen years he never spokenGuess he had nothing to saynHe opened his mouth on judgment daynnI listened with all of my mightnBut was scared by the look in his eyesnLike he'd already lost the fightnAnd there was no hope ever in sightnnNo hope in the air,nNo hope in the water,nNot even for me,nYour life serving daughternnI have seen men provokednI have watched lives revokednAnd I looked at my life and I chokednAnd from there, no more ever has spokennWhy fear death?nBe scared of livingnOur hearts are small and ever thinningnThere is no hope ever of winningnSo why fear death?nBe scared of livingnnBut I won't give up that quicknMy life is a candle and a wicknYou can't put it out but you can't break it downnIn the end, we are waiting to be litnnThere's hope in the airnThere's hope in the waternBut no hope for me, your life serving daughternnSpeak minds handed down to younBy the lies handed down by your truthnYour angels that dance at your willnWill mask your scrambling youthnnI forgave you your shortcomingsnAnd ignored your childish behaviornLaid a kiss on your headnAnd before I left said,nStay away from fleeting favournnOh, pick up your rope, LordnSling it to menIf we are to battle, I must not be weak.nAnd give us your strength, Worldnand your food and your waternOh I am your saviour,nYour life serving daughternnThere's hope in the airnThere's hope in the waternBut sadly, not me, your life serving daughter