Without Affection

So lost in my depression
I’m looking for an empty room
like a child without affection
I struck a match to dispel the gloom
hands on my face
to ward off the dunes
hands on my face
to ward off the moon
Such as Jesus resurrection
I’m fading away from this cursed place
Lose myself without redemption
without having had the grace
hands on my face
to ward off the dunes
hands on my face
to ward off the moon