The fire has burned down
My Spirits feeling worn
I'm missing the passion
I have become lukewarm
Remind this weak spirit
Wash again over me
I want a fire again
A light for blind to see
Enemy throwing past
Making me feel so torn
When did this happen?
That I became lukewarm?
Grey skies are hovering
Hanging on top my head
Tired of the rainfall
Longing for sun instead
Spirit ignite fire
This feeble looking spark
I want to feel passion
That adds light to the dark
Take from me this flicker
This tiny light transform
Kindle my heart until
It's no longer lukewarm