Sloth - Pantheist



I risked my soul's redemption

For I'm dying to know

Whether annihilation awaits my soul

Or into hell's fire I'll be thrown

For I prefer to die knowing

Whether my life makes sense

Rather than live in piety

Hoping that this will save me from hell

Instead of those doubts inside

I'd rather succumb to Your wrath

Instead of this mental torment

I'd rather have Your judgement

The bitter taste of conscious guilt

Has rendered my heart ice-cold

As apathy takes over now

I wish You could tell me, my Lord

Why don't You answer my prayers

Why are you so silent and cold?

Did someone kill You as they say

Or did You ignore my call?

Damned and doomed,

Trapped in your intricate path

Unable to move towards the light

And find the truth before I die

Once You were my shepherd

Now tell me what could possibly

Cure me from this lethargy?

Be the guide to my last fall,

Be the witness of my defeat

Be there with me, a silent one

Your Word do not need,

Only Your presence

As I'm laying here peacefully

And a cold breeze sweeps my face

I can finally feel the secret of my existence

And the wind drops suddenly,

And the gates show me the only way

Now everything is in place for the ultimate sin...