The Principle of Grace

Life leaves you high and dry
Born as a king or died as a beggar
You came with empty hands
With hands, full of nothing
Embodying innocence
Standing tall, head up high
'Cause when you face the pain
You feel that you’re alive
And fight against the principle of grace
There’s no pain, no harm
You have to face the truth
All beauty has to die
You comprehend the principle of grace
Life leaves a lot to be desired
On top of all things
Below the bottom line you’II loose
I can’t understand
The sense of it all
No one really can pretend
Standing tall, head up high
You fight against the principle of grace
There’s no pain no harm
You comprehend the principle of grace
The principle of grace
Fight against the principle of grace
There’s no pain, no harm
You have to face the truth
All beauty has to die
You comprehend the principle of grace