Vatican Paingod
Nine days of mourning
Thoughts of love and destruction
Bleeding out my veins
These tattered hands stretching out to an empty sky
Of misfortune and broken guilt
No feeling is final
Yet driven, unseen by you
Only buried in dreams
Sick of dreaming if God would
Carry you away from the dust
Nurturing the thought of humanity
Shattering its will
I'm tired of dreaming..
I'm tired of dreaming if you'd come back
Letting go of destiny to focus on your end
Haunting angels searching for a pillar of light
Grim as my final self fades away into silence
My screams are swallowed by God
To burn your world
No escape
No hell more harsh than dying alone
