After The Cross

Nothing can be done, i am losing none
Look ing through
The throes of death
And as you wished, I ve ceased to be
I ve burned my wings so fucking enlight me
Despair. i shoulder my burden
Away from myself; begging you for an end
UPON THE CROSS
Always Battle the hardship of these mourning days behind me
Transgression's aftermath With worthiness i fall slowly
Forgotten principles I crossed the rubicon
By your side for my sins i stand alone with my reason
I PRAY FOR GRACE FOR MY VISIONS TO WITHER
As a martyr of my conscience
I bear sufferance
By preaching intentions
I gasp for redemption
My suffering blows for you
At any cost you wanted me; Relishing indulgence
This is, a burial year, For the sake of my sentence .
You ve got my breath. Got evilness. Deeply forsaken by grace.
I escaped, the greatest worst, under your lordship eyes the will to reach horizon
Cause you really reveal me
At the dawn of extinction , reflections beyond my fears
Resurgence of soul
I set my goal