He spoke in tongues of demons
That dwell within his mind
But could also converse with angels
in the tongues of their own kinds
And as you look into his eyes
and see not an ounce of faith
It had been taken from him
and thus he'd become a wraith
a wailing spirit longing
For heavens cool embrace
He wanted to find his peace
but fear was etched upon his face
He did not want rejected
for his heart could not bear it
So he wandered life in misery
Through God his sins were acquit
Sanity seemed to flee
And doubt replaced his love
And all the while he reached out
To his God above
Fear replaced joy
Had the demons won?
They stripped him of everything
would he be undone?
He wanted to climb out
of the hole that he had made
And every time he fell again
His heart would also fade
Love could reach down
and pull the man back out
if only he would grab her hand
and let her erase his doubt.
Peace, Love and understanding
Is all I want for him to have
To quell his anger, quench his thirst
and finally again hear him laugh.