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I wrote some more lyrics for "The Color of Trust" The first three finish the pattern of the five senses, and then the fourth counterbalances the depressing truth of the first five verses.

"Oh give me you trust said the King on high
For i must rule all under the sky
Trust me to guide and trust me to lead
And I'll give you all that you need

But trust is the smell of a wound gone sour
Trust is the smell of the taint on the Power
Trust is the smell of a soul's final breath
Trust is the smell of death

Oh give us your trust said the lady and lord
Trust us with spindle and trust us with sword
Trust us to do what must be done
And we'll never you shun

But trust is the feel of a knife at your throat
Trust is the feel of the death of hope
Trust is the feel of a soul's final breath
Trust is the feel of death

Oh give me your trust said the love of your life
For together we'll be through war and through strife
Trust me with all that you are or will be
And the same trust you shall have from me.

But trust is the taste of poison on the tongue
Trust is the taste of the blood of the young
Trust is the taste of a soul's final breath
Trust is the taste of death.

Oh give me your trust said the dying Lord
For your sakes I am abhorred
Trust my atonement, trust my command
and I'll shelter you under my hand.

For trust is the color of his lifeblood flowing
Trust is the feel of the sin-weight growing
Trust is the smell of the bloodied pine
Trust is the taste of the soured wine
Trust is the sound of his soul's final breath
Trust is Jesus's death"