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I risked my soul's redemption |
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For I'm dying to know |
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Whether annihilation awaits my soul |
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Or into hell's fire I'll be thrown |
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For I prefer to die knowing |
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Whether my life makes sense |
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Rather than live in piety |
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Hoping that this will save me from hell |
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Instead of those doubts inside |
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I'd rather succumb to Your wrath |
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Instead of this mental torment |
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I'd rather have Your judgement |
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The bitter taste of conscious guilt |
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Has rendered my heart ice-cold |
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As apathy takes over now |
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I wish You could tell me, my Lord |
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Why don't You answer my prayers |
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Why are you so silent and cold? |
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Did someone kill You as they say |
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Or did You ignore my call? |
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Damned and doomed, |
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Trapped in your intricate path |
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Unable to move towards the light |
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And find the truth before I die |
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Once You were my shepherd |
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Now tell me what could possibly |
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Cure me from this lethargy? |
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Be the guide to my last fall, |
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Be the witness of my defeat |
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Be there with me, a silent one |
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Your Word do not need, |
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Only Your presence |
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As I'm laying here peacefully |
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And a cold breeze sweeps my face |
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I can finally feel the secret of my existence |
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And the wind drops suddenly, |
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And the gates show me the only way |
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Now everything is in place for the ultimate sin... |