05-25-2016, 11:25 AM
I am but a man,
do not let me see the monsters,
the ones who were left to rot.
I am but a man,
do not let the cold grasp of sorrow,
with its hands ever reaching into my heart,
reap my freedom and will like the crop of souls.
I am but a man,
do not let me see the hatred,
those who have seen it with their lifeless eyes,
boring into mine with chisels and hammers,
sculptors of despair, with nothing to weep for.
I am but a man,
do not let me feel Death,
his skull grinning as he devours,
taking those who have done all wrong,
those who have never seen the light of day,
consuming all, with nothing beyond his reach.
I am but a man,
do not let me see the darkness,
do not let me lose the dying light,
I am but a man.
do not let me see the monsters,
the ones who were left to rot.
I am but a man,
do not let the cold grasp of sorrow,
with its hands ever reaching into my heart,
reap my freedom and will like the crop of souls.
I am but a man,
do not let me see the hatred,
those who have seen it with their lifeless eyes,
boring into mine with chisels and hammers,
sculptors of despair, with nothing to weep for.
I am but a man,
do not let me feel Death,
his skull grinning as he devours,
taking those who have done all wrong,
those who have never seen the light of day,
consuming all, with nothing beyond his reach.
I am but a man,
do not let me see the darkness,
do not let me lose the dying light,
I am but a man.

