i'm meant to learn,
From the ferocious portal of woe.
From my within clangour rise,
From the feud within my soul.
I'm clamped to confusion,
Over a land of topsy-curvydom.
I search for peace over our sand heaped ground,
But i only could find its piece,
In the very jaw of death,
I'm cloaked in rubies and gold,
But my soul,
Remain smudged in my grime,
Of stinking evil.
A tinge whisper gathers hope,
Stuffing such hopelessness in my ears,
I don't believe in hope,
Comfort me not,
The sky brilliance looms,
Wishes on angel's hide.
I'm thirsty for divine drops,
Of holy cleansing water,
My soul shall drag me no more,
To the abyss of rot.
Lascivious stirs, agony within my legs,
My loin yearns to be smothered,
See the luscious excesses,
My soul ill-got it needs,
My emotions is bereaved,
Lust it beseech.
So upon my gaze spreads a reflection of hate,
I've hurt minds,
My reputation scorched black.
I've ventured beyond the status of a mortal.
I adjure powers,
To oppress my kind.
But only my ignorance pulls me deeper,
I'm in the very feet of this abyss,
Soon i shall land in hell.
So much for evil,
So little for good.