Salt And Wrath Lyrics

Born not of innocence but infantile avidity
I let this mortal frame enrage my heart and conquer me
Is this the light I claim I want the world to see?
Or this the salt He said He needed me to be?
The pressure's building to a boil on my tongue
Festering, writhing still
Festering, writhing 'til the tension climaxes
A delicate balance in a maelstrom of misery
It seems that solace is a fantasy and peace alludes my inmost being
Only His heart contains the will to hold so great a peace
Still I pray I feel this madness fades, I feel this madness fade
Ensnaring thoughts slip through my mind like poison
Ophidian words drip from my lips in venomous wrath
If I could bridle this fire, if I could tame this spark
But I know that it's futile without Your intervention
All I need is resignation to a greater dependance
Born not of innocence but infantile avidity
I let this mortal frame enrage my heart and conquer me
Is this the light I claim I want the world to see?
Or this the salt He said He needed me to be?