My heart’s full of despair and darkness
As soundless voices screech through my soul,
As wordless accusations haunt me.
Still, I descend into unyielding desolation
As a bittersweet eternity devours me.

My sleep shall be that of death,
And as newfound torments wake me,
I shall arise to dancing flames of red and gold,
A wicked man’s pleasure,
A penance to God.