Missing Chapters

Am I on the side of oceans
 or drowning in a field
 Will I fight or will I yield
 to the message he's been sent with
 older than my fears
 Is there any point in giving in
 to the harvest of black tears
 Are we in the house of angels
 Are we destined to survive
 Is the medicine my flavour
 Has morality just died
 or is it in the end closet
 or underneath my bed
 with paranoia deceit
 with letters yet unread
 Will I prostitute my neighbour
 Will I hold him to his vows
 All thsese burdens of Babylon
 leave such a hallow sound
 And if you were offensive
 would I even care
 or would I turn and coldly say
 "It's not my cross to bear"
 How long must it be?
 How far must it be
 How hard should it be?
 Are we lost here in this kingdom
 or safer in our cells
 For every child a Judas
 For every heart a hell
 And will be remembered
 for less than I am worth
 And what does that amount to
 And would you let me serve
 On the underside of aging
 when the Philistines come home
 to rid us our dignity
 to slit our leader's throats
 Is this the road to emptiness
 Is this the prison call
 Lying with our trinkets held
 towards the coming storm
 How long must it be?
 How far should it be?
 How hard must it be?
 Where do we put our faith now
 that Herod's got the vote
 Will the past regain it's sweetness
 Will the holes heaf in our coats
 As martyrs gather 'round us
 with screams of heresy
 The basic fact remains tht
 His children are all free
 How long must it be?
 How far must it be?
 How hard must it be - my freind
 to believe?