"Filtered Through"
By; Trevor de Sade


Nothing in the bitter tips
But lust & hate & me
I take it into my sub-conscience
To build my self-esteem
The mirrors show off the flaws
Still the tired come to me
Bleeding from a Jesus wound
You found there had to be
Love is measured in scabs & scars
So later we can see
The pieces of ourselves
That we cut away to breathe
But I have found salvation
In a source of new degree
The repentance that you've given
Is all I'll ever need

I figured you of all people would figure out what that's about, though, I'm sure that it will be misinterpreted by way too many people. They will probably think it's meant to be negative. Just for clarification, it's not!