My course.
                                                                                                          
          
O'father i promised you to hold my course.                    
Through the harsh waters  in northern  force. 
Icing deck, elmos fire, insidious leak as my faith.
O'father your poor boy working in swathe.
I hope i make you happy when i follow my star.
Your crew let me bleed from my scars.
O'father who thaught me a man's moral.
I always steer clear of the stony coral.
Your crew kicks me down for everything good.
They are just as corrupt as the boys from the hood.
O'father i did leave the crook on his glorious path.
it seems i am the only one who needs a hot bath.
Your crew has put their dirt on my humble body.
O'father who brought me a poison toddy.
When we drank in the holy galley  at noon.
Only one to blame he'll be officer soon.
Let him the lucifer ****** the maidens.
O'father i have  ursa in my bow.
The ship does turn away from plough.
The crew will mislead in our night
and spoil our fight     //j.k//

I search my light when i suffer most
on the shiny days  i do forget
when the dark comes i am lost
i seek forgiveness and bow my head
i did purify my soul and asked the ghost
where to rest and share my bread
i saw the light and did not boast
i open up my hungry heart for light
i hope to feel in secrecy the divine love
comming from the light of christ
as an answer he send a  dove
to cheer me up in the lonesome night
i did share my bread with my winged mate
in return i got the power of  wisdom and good
So the doomed souls of Samael  will hate
the power did rescue me from devil's brood
friendship will come and evilness will bate.

He is burning my soul, night and day.
I the innocent sheep, from far away.
as a carnated child from 5th heaven.
I am alone and the demons are seven.
Hunted by the avengers for blood.
My soul is meshed up for mud.

walking into my prayers room, odd!
I called into myself,  vanishing from god.
I walks toward the light, i yells the name
Christ, advice me to **** the flame.
An angel messaged me from the sky.
Let the sheep become wise and high.

I did keep asking for lords advice
i was blamed that my heart was entice.
i did pray for mastery  and skill.
i seek justice from the lords will.
the craftsmen screamed for vengance
they are abandoned and lost their entrance.

They did build upon a delighted soul
with substance they build the prison whole.
who the hell did put me into a  cage.
was it a blossomed God of rage.
i'll put down my wool on earth.
and queen isis will give me berth.

With a higher consciouss, i breathed.
My human weakness is death.
the seven sins of the demons
sinks like the forgotten seamens
who drowned in lazyness and pride.
Doomed were the enligthed brides.