Lost In Dismay - Extol

All is lost

My will to live was taken today

The fire that used to burn

My heart, blown out cold

By winds too great to hold at bay

All is lost

Purpose and cause, betrayed

Humility torn from my fingers

Snatched

Hope has turned and clouded grey

Who will take the pain

And shield me?

Shape my heart and never leave me

Empty or invisible

Who will take the pain away?

Who will take the pain away?