Seventh Star Wretched Man
Wretched man that I am. Who will free me from this body of death? Darkness, that robs me blind. I strive for control, but lust eats at my soul. Tearing at my inner man. Ripping me apart. Dust surrounded by lies and lust. Voices beckoning the evil desires of men. Depraved, I don't deserve what you gave. I take for granted the bloodshed of your son. I take for granted the death that made me whole. I'm tired of living my life in vain. This body is weak, my mind the pain. Soon I will shed this shroud of death. My hope lies in my last breath. Eternal life when you arrive. This rotting carcass made alive. The night is almost gone and the day is at hand. Put aside these deeds of darkness. Put on the armor of light. Satan it's time to fight. You don't stand a chance
