Garden of Despair

Your faith can’t save you
Your prayers, they mean nothing
You’ll never know true sorrow
What makes you so different?

Rotting away
Decaying in beauty
The pain never ends in the garden of despair

The leaves drip in misery
The skies grow darker, masked with dread
These hands have never looked so pale

Rotting away
Decaying in beauty
The pain never ends

His face, motionless
Eyes open, full of grace
Staring into the void, searching for ecstasy