Son Of Dust

All I am is dust, is dust
To it I'll return get washed away
There's mud ond the streets
On theses streets there's mud
I'm trying not to dispise this day
Trying not to despise this day

Rainwaters rushing
Caught in a cycle of life they'll meet the see
Sew a button on my shirt
Petition my heart don't go that way
Don't go that, don't go that way

I must become less, become less
What is this name written on a white stone
Lust is a cage, but all things are made new
Lightning crashes through all you say
Lightning crashes through all you say

Oh sweet fire, oh sweet fire burn my lips
Oh sweet fire, oh sweet fire burn my lips
Oh sweet fire, oh sweet fire burn my lips
Oh sweet fire, oh sweet fire burn my lips