Pits of Despair

Traveling the world

To cure my disease

For years I'm traveling

The seven seas

The blackened

And bleeding sky

They tare off my close demise

The pain it paled me

To the pits of despair

Helpless I'll be

My own heart I tear

My true self spilled out

Death is close no doubt

Forbidden it is for man to kill a man

Because of it I'm god dammed