Burn it down...
Rebuild it with passion at dawn...
Find me when i am least expected...
Hold me when i am least defended...

For what i feel is never much sought after.
I have been wandering my own land like a lonely rover.
Seeking for my own truth and long-expected answers.

No body really ever hurts till they bleed.
They turn to themselves to heed.
They cut wounds on their very skins and let the pain in.
As they ignore the voices within.

Sinners are made spectacle unto the world.
For God's heart has turned cold.
No cure when stranded and cast away.
Pain is the only thing to distract you