Godsend - A Wayfarers' Tears, Part IV lyrics

"The city is filled with sick and decrepit people. All trying to find a way through another day. Depression, sorrow and despair are present in them all. Some of them break, and commit suicide. Among all these forgotten people a flaming soul tries to give them comfort, By offering them the love and care they deserve and need. His face shows the countless tragedies he has witnessed. Each one as if chiselled out of stone. In his embrace a young girl with a pale skin. Her hands are covered in blood from her now bandaged wrists. Tears run down her cheeks as her saviour soothes her pain." The fallen, they gather Inside my chapel of rest Their sullen faces Pale and frail My warm embrace Is what I offer A modest comfort In an ignorant world I can feel the pain At your soul it tears Like sharp piercing needles That your conscience wears The answers that you seek Are buried in your mind To your voice you must listen And life's meaning you will find Deep inside your heart I know there is a will To light the life within And protect you from the chill