DESERT

            He hides in his cupboard
            His blinds are all drawn
            He once was so fervent
            He now stands forlorn
            Been let down by many
            Been left high and dry
            Now wanders in darkness
            He can't even cry

            There comes a time
            When the desert appears
            You come to a hurdle
            That you cannot clear
            The debris of childhood
            Is ready to leave
            The devil has bound it
            So you're left to grieve.

            It's your decision
            Will you give Him up
            To bathe in depression
            With torment to sup
            Or face all your demons
            And finally get rid
            Get holy explosive
            To blow off the lid.