An empty forgotten church
Welcomed a soul lost in his search
With stained windows fading and broken
Into emptiness where only silence was spoken
He trudged with a heart full of dark
Heavy boots on stone aisle left his mark
A stain that would never be clean
Dark footprints to show where he\'d been
Winds whispered through emptiness
Sweet orchestra sung of endlessness
Compelled; perhaps enchanted by her spell
His heart became heavy, when at her alter he fell
Though the darkness filled his eyes
He sensed beyond her dark disguise
She painted pictures in his mind
Designs only ever his to find
He quenched the desert of his heart
Knelt within her darkest part
He saw his hands begin to glow
With knowledge only he could know
He reached with certain apprehension
His burning hand, a candle\'s flame set in motion
Her soul was on fire, like the rising of the dead
Fierce flame burning, his heart filled with dread
As the flame lit up the secrets of darkness
It began to ignite a rage he could not harness
As she set fire to alter and pew
His eyes were filled with sights no man knew
He awoke from the nightmare safe in his bed
But visions of her fire tormented his head
Years would pass, yet the smoke still spanned
Across countries and oceans, invading his land
Whispering to him and to his kin too
Speaking of things that only he knew
Begging and pleading to burn in her fire
Or cast oceans to drown her and end her desire
Illumination that came from his touch
Unleashing a fire that was always too much
Screaming with flames that cannot be put out
Longing to go back to alone and cast out
Too much to survive
Too much to extinguish
She\'s burning alive
For fire in his fingers
Too much to survive
Too much to extinguish
Please take her soul
And grant her forgiveness