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Texty: Ace Troubleshooter. Phoenix.

So this is who I become when You leave me to myself
A burned up, hollow, angry, empty shell
An actor on a barren stage and even keel with unchanneled rage
Sinking deeper into hell

Bind me to You, pierce me straight through
Consume me with Your fire
Ravage my heart, tear me clean apart
And still be my desire

As I descend it starts again sliding down, spiraling
Gasping on the breath of corruption
Fighting undertow holding on, realizing
My own hopeless helplessness finally letting go

All is madness as the flames engulf me oblivion
Refining fire making ashes of this life
Burn, fire, burn, clean this holy temple
Restore Your holy name in the onslaught of Your love

And now, as gradual as the fall, the dawn of hope
The brilliant sun sending all the shadows fleeing
Sweet daylight, a new man rising from the ashes
Clothed in white, bearing a new name
I leave it all behind and take to flight