Slowly, quietly, the night turns into day
As I look towards the heavens in dismay
Clasping my hands, teary-eyed, I began to pray

Forgive me lord for I am but a worthless soul
I’m filled with their blood, their sweat, their spit!”
I was once young, my rage was extreme
I stood in my circle and laughed amidst their screams

Forgive me lord for I am but a lost soul
Drifting amongst demons, my demons, their eyes ever so cold
All the lives I have wasted, the world once laid at my feet
Strongest of them all! I snatched, I ripped, never faced defeat!
Until now…

Forgive me lord as I bow, I am weak
I silenced so many and now I am unable to speak
But like an unexpected storm she came
A soul that tamed my beast

I saw the light and for the first time, I had found peace
She held my arm, looked into my eyes and nodded
My blade crashed against stone
She vowed that I would never be alone, never be apart
She washed away the blackness that once engulfed my heart

Forgive me lord, why did my storm have to die?
For the souls that I have taken, you should have chosen me
My eyes are now open for love has tamed this slayer
Take heed lost souls and hear this old sinner’s prayer.