I feared the angels in the sky,
Whose wrath was unknown.
Who smelt like beautiful lilies,
And flowed over a bed of rose.
I feared the god,
Whose blessings were infinite.
The beautiful wings he opened,
For an honest soul like mine.
But I am no longer that kid,
But I have become that ghost.
Who feared his presence,
Who never lost his hope.
I now see devils up in the sky,
Along with the clouds of darkness;
Pinching upon my flesh
To fill their emptiness.
They made me believe,
They made me suffer,
That the sins I committed
Are far too much to be forgiven.
That I went too far ahead
In this path of unholiness;
Being Abandoned
In the unseen darkness.
I was destined to die
I was destined to suffer;
But should I live this life
I muttered.
Hence, I gave up my hope
Hence, I gave up my belief;
Hence, I gave up my honour
Hence, I gave up my grief;
So as to follow into a path called
The path of darkness.