Restoration Of A Saint Testo

Restoration, a fire needed to ignite what's left of a raging fire.
Once so rampant but now almost dampened by the raging waters of this world.
I lay in sorrow of what was pure and beautiful,
jaded by religious rules and man made law.
A truthless heart, an open grave, pray the Lord your soul to save.
I cry out to You,
my God and saviour to give a new wave of Your spirit in my veins.
To flood my veins, for Your will not mine.