Brother, why do you awake in terror and despair?
As I count my final moments, I overflow with desolation
I sense not a breeze from the Garden of Eden
For me the gates lead to a much darker destination
The path I chose offers no trial, no redemption.
You underestimate His mercy and love for mankind, brother.
Passage through purgatory wouldn’t rescue my soul
A glance at my own reflection, I can bear no more
Death’s cold breath creeps along the back of my neck
Hums a haunting intonation
Sent to collect a soul bound for eternal damnation
A fate befitting for a fool such as I
Who did the devil’s bidding on earth while alive.