*note* "You" and "your" is meant to be plural.
This new idol is here,
Yourselves.
Killing and Burning,
Destroying and Weeping.
For what? Yourselves alone.
For your joy.
For your acceptance.
For your possessions.
For your conceptions.
Look at the Path of ahses behind you,
What do you care for those lying in them?
but for the misery it took you to walk through them.
How long will you play this game?
How long will you blame for gain?
How long will your pretending remain?
Its left me senseless and numb,
emotions are gone.
I've lost so much and gained so little,
I'm burned in these ashes
And you walk away with your head held high.
Go ahead, do as you please,
Gouge out your guilt,
Put your conscience to death,
But I promise you this,
This lawlessness will not succeed.
And this is my prayer:
"Lord, break this heart of frost.
I long to cry out to you,
but its as if there are no tears to cry.
God, only you can save me now,
Only you can heal these failures,
Only you can forgive these mistakes I've made,
That are held against me like boulders of granite.
Here is your servant Lord,
Whom you have chosen to call a friend.
By your grace you embrace us,
By your love we are forgiven,
And by your Blood we are free.
Save this world, and wipe away our tears,
That one day we may smile again,
Not the empty smile of the world,
But the real smile of love."
