Come Undone

I went to a dark place where the light shined on me no longer.

No matter how hard I tried I couldn’t get back to where the light was.

God knows no pity for people who cannot return.

I looked for the light trying to get back;

My hands shed with blood;

Blood of the innocent; blood of the unknown had spilt all over my light and its darkness spilled upon me.

I could not return to the light

No more,

No more.

Nevertheless I was now in a dark place.

And my guiding light no longer guiding me.

For my light that guided me was a false light that had gone out.

A pipe dream of light; I had become lost into the dark abyss and no longer was I redeemed, for I had already been but to my demise; I had undone the blood of Christ and I had damned myself far too young to come undone.

Curse the Gods! Curse my God!

For I could not find my way back to you or back to the light.