Oh insolent soul how you activate the wretchedness in me.
Why do you continue to defy the morality I push to you?
I cannot get rest from this constant battle,
Of spirit within my heart.
I cannot escape the reality of my nature.
The growing ache of an eternity at large.
So many benefits surround me in life,
But they do not detract my vision.
My soul will not be craven,
To the sinful blood in my veins.
Hurrah the end is come,
And none too soon!