In this life
I hold my fate
Towards what had become
Over this cloudy day
I cant hold this in
The great expression of truth
I cant hold this in
My great virtue
The gods and goddesses have spoken
I am not worthy
I am not accepted into heaven
For I have a curse
To take my life
And end my fate
Towards what I have become
After each and every day
Crying tears of sorrow and pain
After every cut, my blood I wipe away
Holding back my disdain
I will be sent to hell
Sooner the better
To stop living in this godly cell
