Dear God why can't you hear my crying,
My mind and soul, in chains, in hell are bound.
Sisyphus's burden I share.
No end in sight for all eternity,
The world asks me to live, but my free spirit
Cries I won't.
I do know my body is a temple,
So much like the one in the city
Of the Great King.
Beset on all sides by hell fire,
Always to be remembered, but left in the dust.
The darkness is my only friend.
The darkness like a velvet shroud,
Caresses my flesh as my spirit dies.
My body left behind as my eyes cloud over.
My reward the murderer's hell
So much like the one I had tried to escape,
So much like the one I had loved
