Lirieke: A Death For Every Sin. Filled With Sorrow.
We are born alone damned and frail searching to lift this curse of despair a cureless disease that
bring only pain to those that have been betrayed and scarred left devoid of love another desecrated
soul now walks this earth suffering and dying in loneless all that is left memories, lost innocent
all that is left stripped of life those left behind have nothing but their shattered hopes and
broken dreams all that is left memories, lost innocent all that is left...are these bleeding wounds
of despair relinquish in sadness.
A Death For Every Sin
Gewilde versoeke