Crumbling Faith

Some people faith it till they make it.

Held back by waters that wither away
Provoked by marauders, alone and afraid
Deprived of their reason, defending the way
Alive and believing they hide from the grave


Held back by the alters where heaven is praised
Sleeping is faltered till men will not wake
Inhabiting ruins of crumbling faith
Remaining as humbled victims of blame


Held back by the anger where love goes astray
Descended from strangers, appalled by their fate
Failing redemption lost when they pray
Where naked believers cover their face