Portrait Of Retribution: The Betrayal

Upon the threshold of salvation
An icy blade thrust deep in my heart
My reason to live has forsaken me
My existence lies torn apart
"Can you feel the seasons change?"
A portrait of my retribution
Is painted upon my soul
A ghostly veil of bitterness
Will now assume control....

Sorrow has been manifested
Into pain divine
Snuffing out the burning Sun
And all the planets nine