I seemed to have been a curse
on  this world
For sometimes now, my soul has laid
In darkness
No hope of seeing the light
Even the sun has a hint of Devil in her
I could hear whispers, barely void!
Will this agony ever end?
Hatred did grow, day and night
And I watered it with my tears
I came face to face with my fears
My foes beheld and shine
Am alone friend, and the agony seems
Never ending.