The soul is bottomless,the depths have never been tested,
And in it, beauty is undistinguished from mess.
Where glorious light shines, so does a darker shadow,
Our dark side is often hidden, but silently it grows.

How easy it is to turn on what we cherish,
Things we have striven for, we will watch perish.
Our reckless abandon for what we so badly desire,
Brings our soul closer, to the eternally damned pyre.

Repentance is too little, forgiveness is too much,
When we have passed that point, we are stuck in evil's clutch,
Evil binds us to our miss deeds from which we cannot escape,
Our compassion wracks us with guilt thus sealing our fate.