A net of dark sweeps down on me
And drags me to its den
It sends ice running all through me
And doesn't say if it will end.
I feel tangled in a web of lies
I'm stuck, I'm hurt, I cry
But it should come as no surprise
That escape isn't possible, no matter how I try.
The ice that courses itself through me
Soon reaches to my core
And locks all the feelings I could be
And makes me feel no more.
The Love that shines with all its might
Is my only way to break free
And I hope that someday, or as it is, some night
The Love will strengthen on me.
And I will be able to see then the sun
And the beautiful gold that it brings
And the warmth of God and the angel, the one,
And all of the beautiful things.
For now I simply pray.