In a transparent myriad of men
i stand, transfixed
i am lost, searching
"am i the crestfallen?" i ask
there is no light...
"am i the blinded?" i ask
...nor serenity
Redeem me, i yearn
i yearn for an answer
i am lost, searching
"am i to vanish like water?" i ask
the desert is my daily bread...
"am i to wither like trodden grass?" i ask
...and tears of threefold my drink
Redeem me, i yearn
i am lost, dear god
redeem me from this nothingness