Shadow Puppet Storyteller

Reborn -- Three Days Grace

In the sepulcher of the soul
In this dark environ, In all that I am...
I am whole, prepared in the holy womb.
I journeyed away on the Father's silver coin.
The prodigal Son, now returned.

I am born.
An act beyond synchronous beat
Tumbled the stone for this Spirit to emerge.
Joy greatly o'erflows past the garden boundaries.
A place I've laid, grace now repaid.