Penance

Detention of his soul
You are now at the critical point
Do you suffer inside
And persists out
There is no right or wrong after
You will have to pay here and now

Lying on their own tears
You will see a light
Will that change will bring you
Like a snake you crawled
On a dirty floor he felt yourself
His weapon
Here now
Living your penance

A suffering look
Close clouds to heaven
Spilling drops of forgiveness
Over your head
Relieving your mind
Clarifying your vision
About the world
About the life
On the future

Death is not the end of it
Life is not the beginning
His face will be remembered by the winds
His body will be taken to infinity
Your soul will your future