I call out in the night
Crying to the heavens
Demons torment my soul
Despair and anguish
They consume my heart
I fight the temptation
To to give in
And end it all
To surrender to the darkness again
At the bottom of the deepest pit
There in my personal hell
I find the Light to escape
And the Way to relief
I find refuge
In nail scarred hands
Mar 29, 2010
Mar 29, 2010 at 10:18 PM UTC
I call out in the night
Crying to the heavens
Demons torment my soul
Despair and anguish
They consume my heart
I fight the temptation
To to give in
And end it all
To surrender to the darkness again
At the bottom of the deepest pit
There in my personal hell
I find the Light to escape
And the Way to relief
I find refuge
In nail scarred hands
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