Paper burns so does skin, write your message in my flesh.
Paper burns so does skin, light the fire and start again.
If I fall into the crucible of your expectations, you'd find me paralyzed in my own consternation.
Diving into darkness, I try to hide so many faults in my life, not finding rest anywhere inside, so tired of all this deception I'm asking to be led by hand into the light.
I hope you see my faith, and recognize His grace, when you try to bind me and I refuse the chains.
Melt away the pain, cleanse from my stains, let this be my fate, let my past immolate.
The smoke will rise through all the years, from fallen deeds and wasted fears.
I watch the billows scorch the sky, I look to God and wonder why.
Through endless tears and countless cries over all my wasted years.
Burn off all that doesn't belong, I'll tear away everything that shouldn't be, I will be cleansed..
I lift my eyes and see so much thats wrong, and hope for the blaze' to consume all of my failings.
Living what I say becomes so hard when my words are so far above me.
We will be cleansed with fire.