Slave

I hear the calling, eternal searing
Come to me father, to wash my spirit...
The holy - the sacred
Our prayers - rejected
It's coming - a blessing
My failure - obsessing...
I leave my body, release my spirit
Our holy angel, here is my sinning...
The forces of darkness
Release all its madness
The evil in spirits
Controls all the limits
My failure is father
That I am no other
To live all the sorrow
Through the eyes of tommorow
...and all that you should see is the light
...but all that I seek is the darkness...