Evil intentions line my Path

Deepening to the core of existence

Cold rings of despair swallow me whole

While day becomes non reliant

 

 

To gaze through the paned portal

See the fall of foolish mortals

Deafening screams of remorse

Sound across the floors.

 

 

Tangled in memories of anxious nights

Overcome by the Devil's strides,

Keeping sight of hope,

Buried beneath Humanity's reproach.

 

 

Never intending to falter,

We bowed down to every alter,

Seeing lies as truth,

And dying used and seduced.

 

 

Intangible promises filled our heads

Grieving over lost souls.

They threatened us with gruesome bayonets

Turning over diminished goals.

 

 

To whom will we turn?

Staggering, bruised, and burned,

Taking hold of  His hands

We yearn for the life He grants.