Two Roads of a Twisted Fate

I see two roads of a twisted fate Lying before me like hell's gate What sins have I done to be forced paths To suffer such torments of opposing wraths Down one lies pain in pouring rain Trying in vain to cleanse the earth's stain With no notion or idea it's not all in vain The other lies sin and self gain Demonic laughter clang with chain as nature rides its lane With pleasures of flesh and blood flowing on a corrupting plane So with disdain I pound my brain As time keeps dripping from my vein Is it the sins and lust that cover the crust That I must make meeting before my head bust Or must I refrain because it's truly insane For what value can debauchery really contain Why must I suffer and strain if I can't be vain How humble can I feign to those who let life drain I can't take this, it's just not fair No one lends a hand or care Not even when I help them Does a seed of ardor stem It hurts less and less... so strange How much less til my thoughts derange When will the falling water remove pride and fear When will I see worth when those rainy skies clear When will restraint and reverence leave How can I dance with flesh if I must grieve These paths, they are so twisted Yet choosing one my mind's insisted Do I swim upstream against the grain Or reap the rewards of the slain Do I fight, or all confide? To unite, or to divide?