From the depths of my mind,
I hear the devils chime,
He calls me nearer,
Just when I felt fearer,
I echo within my soul,
Looking to fill this whole,
As the dove flies above,
Without wings, but how?
Haunted by these passions,
And senses without lessons,
For the inner mind convulses, (quivers)
Laying here in waste it refuses, (from beneath this waste it peers)
Nautical miles I have traveled,
In search of a deeper rival,
For the beginning was unscathed,
Forever continuing emotions rape,
The devil knows all this too sound
Gluttony offers my mind is bound,
The sense of end surrounds my self,
I became rich and lost my inner wealth.
