I feel like a candle burning low,
My heart it melts away.
"Please don't leave me here alone!"
I weep and beg and pray.
A guiltless lamb descends on me,
His wool it feeds the flames.
I watch him burn away for me,
But from the ashes came,
A lion fierce and powerful,
Who ate up all my blame,
And carried me to paradise,
To ever praise his mighty name.

1 comment:

Death

I want to meet him. Death.  The one who has taken  everything from me to keep.  We must be similar if we  love all of the same things.