Punished

At the eve of a new day
Comes a sky filled with grey.
The day of reckoning
For all my past sins…

Is it too late to learn
Or will I just take my turn?
Upon the spit
Over the fire, lit.

For all the fascinations,
I’m punished.
For all my aggravations,
I’m punished.
For my free will.

I am such a fool
For all the times I praised His name.
And I was such a tool
To be used to spread his lies and fame.

From the morning rays
To the end of day,
I have only lived a simple man
Only to be damned.

For all his salvations,
I’m punished.
For all confrontations,
I’m punished
For everything.

I have finally learned
There is no justice left in His eyes.
Wasted and burned
I sit here, lowly, and stifle my cries.

In all depravation,
I’m punished.
In all of creation,
I’m punished
By everything.