Borderland, where light and darkness meet.
Hidden things exposed by blazing fire.
Borderland light falls on hidden sins
That I hold so dear,
And call by names tat are all false,
Lies to protect what will destroy me.
Borderland in prayer.
Borderland I fear,
Crossroads two ways to walk.
Borderland I long for,
Borderland I fear.
Your word the cutting edge,
The flashing blade,
My flesh trembles,
My spirit sings.
I fear the most the words I need
"Take my hand that I may lead."
What can a dead man lose but rotting flesh?