The tremulous ground beneath my feet
is barely open to
the frailty that fills me
and the fire burns my skin
and the water won't come in
to wash away the frenzy
only you can heal me
Bring me the god
the one I've been aching for
the substitute for life
I hardly can endure
If heaven was here beside my home
I wouldn't pray for things to come
would you feel what I feel
but the fire still remains
a flaming virus in my veins
that disorts what's real
that disorts what I feel
Bring me the god
the one I've been aching for
the substitue for life
I hardly can endure
is barely open to
the frailty that fills me
and the fire burns my skin
and the water won't come in
to wash away the frenzy
only you can heal me
Bring me the god
the one I've been aching for
the substitute for life
I hardly can endure
If heaven was here beside my home
I wouldn't pray for things to come
would you feel what I feel
but the fire still remains
a flaming virus in my veins
that disorts what's real
that disorts what I feel
Bring me the god
the one I've been aching for
the substitue for life
I hardly can endure
