Do you remember those days when the sun use to set and the
sky wasn't red?
Do you have any mercy for us - the unholy?
Have you thought of a way to whisper my name without make
fall?

I can blame you, you soulless, invisible heart,
I know you are sorry - I will never forgive.
The rage that I had is all by gone; the damaged soul will
never be pure, again.

I completed the circle you have begun,
From cruelty unknown by... to purity I knew by...
You saved me from falling, and pushed me again,
You luckily caught me, but than threw me away.