Ill Transmitted Infection

Know It All

I'm speaking to you
The one above the clouds
How do I know it's you guiding when I don't have a clue?
When I'm stuck in some quicksand glue
In the times when I don't see nothing but blue

I know you know it all, and from what I heard you got any call
Your word is all , and anything before you could fall
So I'm thankful you still haven't gave the words of my death
From what I recall I would've been taken my last breath

I was brought into this earth alone
Without a clue, nothing but a small brain and soul
But in your book I was already playing a roll
Development of my growth took in different zones
As you already know I passed a lot of different stones

You know about all those nights that I was cold
And the about the times nothing seem to hold
Earthquakes shaking around while I'm trying to be still
But over everything I know you healed me when I was ill

I know you know me
But I also know you know nobody but you knows me
As I'm walking and sinning with blessings
I want to thank you for all the times of depressions
With a quest to conquer for freedom
For every battle gave me more wisdom...