Fury of our maker's hand

I'm just a human being
a mistake made of feelings
with a soul, wrapped in chains
so fragile, full of pain
no one knows why we are here
giving laughter and so many tears
I will just do my best
to keep my head up above the restno one really knows
Which way the wind blowsOne day the tides will turn
One day the feilds will burn
one day the seas will churn
the fury of our makers handMan is a mistake cast out
shunned and cast down
giving life through breath of gods
with itself always at odds
the pious the preacher
the liar, the creature
from rock to fire
the dust of man
O my maker
I need a savior