Caputured

This is not a life that I remember
I was conceived into a new world of things
Slowly approaching the light of darkness
Sins will be led to the dungeon of shamefulness
Listening to deathful screams and high-pitched hollers
My mind is taken over, put into a possessive coma
For I have disappointed my Father
And now the Creator will make a decision
Whether to let me live or never see Heaven
In all lies of deceit to the loving Savior
Devoured each blessing, making it harder to capture
Oh please Father let me see streets paved with gold
And he says to me I have intentions, you disobeyed me heart, mind, body, and soul
In that moment I realized how quickly I could be put to death
But it was to late, awaken from a dream
This time in question, there was nothing left