There’s nothing left to give
Nothing to rake through coals
That I can use to keep the flame alive inside
Outside the storm rages
Injustice, bold and ageless
While I’m alone in the cold

I’m drowning in a mind that’s always caving in
The rivers rise and surround me
My body is a frame that’s weighed down by its sins
An anchor cold and leaden

We’re burning in the firelight—a living pyre

[Hutcherson Solo]

I can’t just cast aside
The burden in my heart
With no relief in sight
I’m being torn apart

We are mеrely vessels
Torn from thе empty bliss of night
Unhallowed by design
Into the blinding light of life
Wrought in the image of god
We have to learn to find a way
To transcend far beyond
The tomb from which we came to be
Where we’re interred forever
I’m drowning in a mind that’s always caving in
The rivers rise and surround me
My body is a frame that’s weighed down by its sins
An anchor cold and leaden