Restoration Of A Saint

<p>Restoration, a fire needed to ignite what's left of a raging fire. Once so rampant but now almost dampened by the raging waters of this world. I lay in sorrow of what was pure and beautiful, jaded by religious rules and man made law. A truthless heart, an open grave, pray the Lord your soul to save. I cry out to You, my God and saviour to give a new wave of Your spirit in my veins. To flood my veins, for Your will not mine.</p>