Ego Likeness. Hurricane. Zeneszám

I feel your ever present spirit
In my ever changing world
I feel your consecrated arms
Entrap my desecrated soul

It's like the ocean seeping in
Over arid scorching land
It's like a hurricane I caught
Between my calloused tired hand

You have devastated me
And cleared the pavement of the pain
And torn the wrecked down
From used-up barren plains

You've washed the human sickness
Off the roots and seeds
And purged my ground
Of all the evil
You have devastated me

You have devastated me
And blown my house of cards apart
You lifted me up off the ground
And thrown me miles from my home

You left me naked and alone
To contemplate the life I've led
You built a golden temple
Where I used to stand
You resurrected me
And let me breathe again

I feel your ever present spirit
In my ever changing world
I feel your consecrated arms
Entrap me desecrated soul