Salvation trips into the eyes of God,
longing for redemption and amnesia.
Stripped off. broken, shut, injured
crawling towards futures yet to be decided.
Fate laughs upon your suffering
breaking the mirrors of thy self.
Crippled promises at birth evacuate the cradle
into black smokes and silver air.
Your death wish was stolen
in the depths of Hell
and Life dressed you up in an armor of blood.
Broken, crippled, dead
thy walk upon the earth
running up the hills of dreams
while your soul rests in Hell
with Him...