Behold the day That has fallen dark
Lament the passing of youth and all it's joys
Behold the cross Ideas he has hidden behind
Witness his contempt for his existence and his 'God'

When will the sunlight fade
Unleashing death to resolve his pain
For no longer can he suffer
In this hell he has known

Take his soul far away from the sadness of this world

Release unto thee
The wrath of his ills
To heal and receive
The pain he has endured

Willingly I accept
In spite of my own life
For to watch him die
Is to truly know hate

Life for this young man was but a dream in a fading memory
Filled with hopeful embrace for new discoveries
But when his fate was sealed another dream was sadly destroyed

Give unto thee
The power to recreate
The beginnings of his life
And the threads of his humanity

For I would raze
His existence of all fear
And condemn his 'God'
To the life he has suffered through