I'm lost to the world soon to be forgotten

Living in the shadows, searching for belief

But my anger is gone and the anvil is broken

The pieces on the ground melting in the silence



I keep my head above the surface

Trying to breathe

Looking for land



I keep an eye at the distant horizon

Waiting for help

Clutching the sky



My fear is my cross, heavy on my shoulders

Learning to be patient, burning to be free

So my spirit is strong but my body is broken

My father in the fire, dying for survival