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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 From Letras Mania