Through the openness of one’s closed eyes
I see the light filled with sultry lies
And without love to transgress my sin
I see the desolation as downward I spin
The darkness of life and desolate love
Alone I hide from life given from above
Not knowing the candle was lit alone
Burning away from God’s high throne
The melting wax like tears falling down
In this seductive world, I’ll slowly drown
Paul W. Walters – July 26, 1996