This void and vacant vessel I possess

I think I’m alive

Judging only by the faint beating in my chest

But my lungs have shriveled

My stomach shrunk

These wasteland eyes fall back in their sockets

I can’t see the light from their dark, sinking pockets

Bring your smile

Bring your light

Shine that soul right through these stained glass windows

Into this temple

Be my glory

One and only spirit who can make it right

I’ll let you in

I’ll let you in

Swear to God that I’ll let you in

Restore my faith

You’re filled with grace

Take me from this loneliness

Up to that blissful place