Tortured Soul

I’m lying, bleeding, on the ground
Watching the feathers as my wings are torn out
How many times must I go through this?
On my stomach, staring into this abyss?
My heart’s almost given it’s last
Crying, bleeding from my piteous past

Come for me, sweet angel from above
Come rescue me, lovely little dove
I send my silent scream to the Lord
We are nothing but tortured souls in this world

Strong hands lift me up
To my lips is pressed a cup
Who is this who cleans off my face?
Stitching my wings back into place?
They push the air back into my air starved lungs
Cool water rushes over my tongue

Come for me, beautiful light from the sun
Rescue me, my savior to come
We choke on these beautiful lies we are sold
We are nothing but tortured souls in this world