Give and Take

Our whole world you did create,

It's to your will, it's to your fate.

Cause what you make,

Is yours to take.

Right out of our hands, ripped from our hearts,

Slowly you tear us apart.

Piece by piece you tear us down,

You are the king, you wear the crown.

Its to your will in which we bend,

Weather it's love or hate with which you send.

You mold and create us, you make us who we are,

You heal us, you bruise us, it's shown in every scar.

Its you whom I both love and despise,

Its you who's so clever, o so wise.

To the world me you give,

So I may hope, dream, and live.

It is me whom you make,

And in the end it will be me that you take.