Salvation

Tired of wrestling with the Devil
Who puts my heart on an anvil
With flawless technique,
He forges it to be weak.


Infuses it with flames,
But it's always the same,
Putting them out in the steam,
Leaving me alone to scream.


The angel arrived, 
From the heavens dived,
Offered me hand of salvation
Pulling me from the pits of desperation.


The glorious moment of love,
Sending you high and above,
Through clouds you soar,
Finding all you longed for.