Sin it washs over us like rain falling to the ground theres no time for saying sorry just save me from this sin before it eats my insides and my guts spill to the ground you swore you could save me but now im starting to think you forgot how, I stoped trying to save myself, I soon saw that i needed Redemption Where to look? where to go? I turn to you help me before my grave is dug and my body soon forgoten under the cold unforgiving dirt, I lay in rest but never in peace Redemption is my only hope
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem