Monday, April 13, 2009

Touch of a Muse

The burning cancer in me
speaks in verse
demanding attention
the breaking of my spirit
and bending of my knees.
I can't remmeber the last time I saw Your face,
the last time I felt Your touch,
the last moment I didn't doubt everything.

If pain is the only thing left in creation
than let this end.
End all this pain and make this all new.
If there is hope to own
then dear God bring us back to life again.

My heart is such a black, broken and fetid thing.
I never knew pain felt so much like pain
and that faith would feel like fire in my bones
burning with no relief.
I never knew the journey we started together
would one day lead us here,
to this point of irreducible complexity
of both our hearts and minds interlocking
and being graced by the lips and breath of an angel.

"Lead Us Home" - Demon Hunter

One more day
This time I’ll bite the bullet
Let me stay
And set this life ablaze

Give myself to compromise
And let the hammer fall
From blackened eyes to broken ties
I’ve bled to know them all
Driven to the brink of death
I heed deceptions call
Through bitter tears, forgotten years
I’ve come to sever all

Lead us home
Lead us home
Our tired hearts are failing now, from the inside out
Lead us home

One more time
This day I kill the witness
Take back what’s mine
And give disgrace a name

Give myself to compromise
And let the hammer fall
From blackened eyes to broken ties
I’ve bled to know them all
Driven to the brink of death
I heed deceptions call
Through bitter tears, forgotten years
I’ve come to sever all

Lead us home
Lead us home
Our tired hearts are failing now, from the inside out
Lead us home

Blessed hands will tear me off
And break me at the wrist
Drag me back to solid ground
And slay the fate I kiss

Lead us home
Lead us home
Our tired hearts are failing now, from the inside out
Lead us home