Overshadowed by death, one wonders why,
Salvation seems so very far away.
Disarrayed by realities that lie
Among those who cannot avoid the sway.

Lead me out of passions and desires past,
Outside the gate of my own loathing mind;
Where the world’s rotation is much too fast
And time has been nothing except unkind.

Into your loving mercy my heart flees,
Forgiveness found for a soul in havoc.
A loving joy beyond all that one sees
Conforms the spirit of this maverick.

Do not let this be my very last breath
Hell’s beckoning upon my blackened death.