The future knows pains and weaknesses of untold events,
While I gaze upon dark skies deserted of its proud stars.
I strip of my dignity and my pride,
All for the one who answers my prayers and leaves no scars.
The only human on Earth worth speaking with,
The least I could do is avoid my own death and the knife that glints in the moonlight.
So once again I will move on with a heavy heart,
Far away except for the Lord's sight.