Lost Prayer

His holy light shines for the vile He rolls the dice and putrid wounds close up for good One's plight will fade without a sound as he rolls the dice Now rest, it's undone Breathe and let it out Give yourself to the cause As one we shall unwind And make our way through the envisioned The thrones are aligned A prayer lost in a maze God, spare not Thy wrath A prayer lost in a haze God, drive down Your axe All in Thy name