Stones

Seeking solace in a broken sea of glass
Tied and tethered, held fast
My energy is sapped from my veins
Over and over it slowly drains

Passion, that rare commodity
So rare of an oddity
Without it we are dead
Despite the lie they said

I once had it in overflow
Now it has faded so
Barely enough strength
To hold this pen

I've become everything I despise
Bound fast in these lies
The cell that holds me shows only stone
The devil laughs on his cold throne

One ray of hope remains at last
The One who unchains the hearse
Only he can set me free
Only he in eternity

Oh my Savior come on wings
Fly me to the moon as angels sing
Comfort me in your arms again
And your passion to give me strength

Give me joy and hope to rise
Until that day the devil dies
Fill me with love for my fellow men
And resurrect this heart of stone again