I feel the call of pain to release pain

I crave the sting of steel to bring relief

I long for the paradox of healing blood

But I fear the discovery of a fresh wound flood


I hear the once familiar cry

I perceive the voice of steel

I sway towards the path once worn

But he mustn't see the flesh that's torn


And though despair threatens my heart

And temptations grasp my soul

I cry out to the one who loves me

For I know He'll make me whole