Footsteps up above me;
Silence down below.
What waits for me in darkness?
Perhaps I will never know.
I sought the quiet absolution
Of a man who lives no sin,
Just to find my greatest enemy
Was clawing from within.

I long to break the silence,
I long to know the truth;
I long to reach the other side,
Where all this is removed,
For if I cannot find my way
Through the darkness of the night,
Then all hope that was left for me
Will ever leave my sight.

This nothingness I worship,
This emptiness I pray;
This abscess of my soul’s erosion
Lives inside of me,
And the only thing I’ve left to feel
Is absolute regret
That you were forced to witness
As the rope fell around my neck.

I have with me your blessings,
I have with me our truce,
But see! My blood runs through
Your hands... was it ever any use?
So, as the cold envelops me,
And the dark bleeds into day,
I beg you, “please, remember me,”
As I slowly fade away.

The multitudes of people
Cry out to God...
Oh, but their prayers
Only reach the throne of Hell.