How I Feel

He ceased from living in hell That unholy prince of hell He takes his hostile abode everywhere His alluring angst's felt more here The world now knows no bounds Unhealthy redundant show of pow'r 'n will Echoes of sheer messed up freewill So boisterous like crashing of cymbals sounds Gave his best shot to outrun his fate One is smarter, one ended up late Many powers faltered that one failed course I thus feel lost in this terrestrial discourse God forgive us in this world of ugly sinners As we find solace in our faith's glimmers We try to pure ourselves still we set us apart We seek to be found yet don't know where to start In the abyss of merciless self-willed sin We become servants to desires that daily spin From the shackles of our earthly tether Help us seek Your liberty as we hope for the better