Jenkins' Nightmare - Sin7sinS

My reflection in a mirror that is stainded

Potraits reveal a future yet to come

My hands are shrivelled now

I am old and I’m alone

Abbadoned by the loved ones I use to know

I hear cold whispers provocing me

The vale shadow of my misery

All my victories now torn and gone

fleeding from memory my tale undone

Here comes the night

Dark have been my dreams of late

'Comes the night

Caught in the tendrils of my faith

I fear tonight

I will be taking by the cold

as I wonder out here alone

My decisions, bleeding scars left on my youth

Secrets betrayed and friendships made undone

My heart is open now from the pain I seek to take

On my shoulders I carry the world’s weight

I seek redemption and call to God

Why he denied me from all that I sought

But there’s no answer, nothing at all

I wake from slumber, rise to fall