Oh! thee world
the laughters and the mourns
blisters forgotten into thin air
and depth has been lost
Call for a fellow survivor
venture upon own visage
evil or innocence consumed
in the fire of hell
Lost direction
hoping for a sweet gesture
fooled by empty words
only to outcast lies
Oh! thee world
the sorrow and the howls
victim of rage
and entangled into despair
hatred for one another
crimson stain on every eyes
Left with void
defied from mercy
no faith
no replies to our cries
where is thee
thou effigy we are designed
there is no Ergo,
alas! our fate
We can't separate
innocence and evil
our souls are tainted
our faith shaken
believe in thee
with only fear of dismay.
Blood on thy hand
Can you hear my mighty Lord
Even thee will not be spared
when judgement day arrives.
Look at thy visage
what thee see, My Lord
we are created
only thou to reflect.
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