Comrades Empty Frame
The times were dark and days were wild
The first time I believed
Your love would carry me home
But when my enemies came
To curse what I made
My hands would spark the fires of war
Shaking from a love abandoned
I thirst for streams of providence
Weathered into an eclipse of love and hate
I'm overcome by the weapons that they made
From underneath, this battle wears me thin
An empty frame, barely human by the end
Treachery in my blood
Terminal till' undone
Hammered into foreign shape
What did I think I would make?
Betrayed innocence
I have confidence
There is forgiveness
Abba, strike this
Jaw that whispers
Death into my soul
Rip out every root it has grown in me
