Tha Cry of a Lost Soul

I used to walk in shadows, I used to feel restraint I used to look for meadows, so green in coloured paint My life was full of sadness, I used to be suppressed Though felt a grain of gladness, deep down inside my chest I knew it was maturing, just waiting to burst out The voice inside me warning, of those who are without I had to seek the Serpent, to give me hidden learning He knew I would be servant, of Hell and all concerning All alone on the hills of despair pleading to him who doesn't care demanded my faith & drove me insane rewarded me with suffering & pain My Lord My God take pity on me I am your servant loyal to thee