Sins

My soul falls

in the void

there is no end

I'm coming to the gates of hell

a thousand faces

pass in front of me

a thousand lives

I scream “Don’t toment me”

Oh please Almighty,

He scream

“Don’t silence me”

A torture shaped by my sins begins

in contrast to conscience,

in unwell state,

I turn my back on the light and walk on the paths of sin

He has conquered death,

disobedience towards life,

we have committed sins,

broken by the pains of hell,

we have chosen darkness over light

I see no future,

only a deafening present

a past that weighs

like a sword on my head

confusion and peace at moments,

a sound of distant water

We go through

a continuous chain of punishments

that condemn our souls

to an eternity of suffering

A feeling of claustrophobia

that floods the mind,

triggering despair,

anxiety,

fear

The redemption of the penalty,

“Don’t torment me”

Sins will envelope you for eternity