Woe Unto Thee
You who send me betweenAn anguish and the agony,
To the reality full of irony.
Into the abyss of sin,
Into the point of no return.
You who are looking after me at every turn.
You who are the power
Of the majesty, who devour
The horrible, morbid clamour
As well as the beauty glamour.
Woe unto Thee!
Because I'm the beginning without the end,
The worst enemy of you and your best friend.
I am the one that understood,
I am the one who's crying.
I am the one that could…
I am the one who's dying.





