Capture my heart, I cried to the heavens
Passing tombstones for survival is all I've known
Capture my heart, I cried to Jesus, because deep cries to deep
Of a Bride to be, this woman whose gaze awakens my every terror
I arrived from a war divorced
From all that's good, yet here
A groom handsomer than my rugged charm
Woos a Bride more lovely than I deserve
Capture my mind, I cry to Father
Because Where's death's sting
Others ask while suffering's
Prickle deranges this earth
Capture my mind, I cry
Holy Spirit, for which is easier
A sawn-in-half martyrdom
Or living with terror ahead
I arrived from the grave ready for a wedding
Yet bandits sequester with a standoff after her awakening
Their gnarling how I'm but a sorcerer
I want to hide but need to be found
Capture my body, triune God, for the only Wheel
Of Fortune ever known was watching my grandmother's
Dog transfixed on TV
Capture my body, before too late
For the villagers preach a Rota Fortunae
Their goddess Fortuna blindfolded
They spin her wheel and prison
Banishment is my fate surmised
No weapon I've known can protect
I want to hide but need to be found
Lord, capture me over false gods and enemies