so im on my knees again
covered with false tears
hiding my inability to cry

im on the periphery
watching love crucified.....again

wandered so far, a prodigal too proud to regret
im grasping the spear
im nailing those hands
so hardnt, i wont cry out

i remember a fountain overflowing
that river that envelopes

take me in, fighting and clawing
to a gate called beautiful,
so this cripple can walk

im knocking, help me to find..........me
light my pyre again
with that all consuming fire that doesnt burn out