Life is Short

Alone again... and finally... forgotten.
Left the glow of the lantern´s light.
Felt the pull and all inspite
Of the Master´s love for me.

Mother Mary tried to save
The purity of soul I´d sought.
Enter dark and barren thought
The candle flame´s burning free.

Wanting the withering warmth of dark
The icy breath of the midnight song
Feel the pull - feel it strong
It´s calling out for me.

Master save, master be
I wish not, I wish to flee
I want naught but to love Thee
Save my soul - Make me free.