You lead me into the emptiness
harden my heart with sorrowful pain
fall to my knees and yet I don’t feel the prayer
Your Love flows into the coldness of my heart
I want to bathe myself in the torment of the Calvary
feel the spikes of the crown of thorns
I left my senses on a narrow path
right next to a tight gate
the soul dies in the flames of the desire
to meet You but You are not here
cruelly tormented it’s left alone
purified by the dark night
it isn’t looking far away for the things that are near
when it’s ready it will give You everything