If I Had A Soul, Pt. 3

As years go by 
The ceaseless pursuit of a Soul 
is lost in the wavering light 
Forgotten the Rage 
Clouded by Age 
but sometimes the all consuming Shadow 
reveals the memory 
of a too distant God 
and the scarlet tears (*) of Forgotten Souls 
Dead and Lost 
a too distant God 
a too Distant God 

Light illuminating Darkness 
is not always a symbol of Hope 
Confused and irredeemable 
in Futile dreams we pathetically stumble and Grope 
for a too distant God 
a too Distant God 
Oh God 

If I Had a Soul.