No soul

You take what you don't need

And you take it from all.

Do you find happiness here?

In this Hell you create on Earth?

Or is it jealousy towards your loss of heaven?

But you face a worse fate

You shall be left to roam.

Never calling Heaven nor Hell your home.

Damnation is your Paradise, but at least there is no burn.

You work so hard to gain what is impossible to earn.

Fire consumes your mind because you know this must be so;

You pick fights with all you encounter.

One day it shall be different,

But not today.

Today you are left to hatred.

To your bitter damnation,

But maybe you can be free.

Only if you earn the soul you lost can you make it out

Your time is come

Break free.