The Man that Shattered his Soul

My soul has been ripped in parts

and shall never be one again

this time I've lost my arts

and with that I suffer in pain

My god, were you ever there

when my words should reach the skies

have you ever spared a thought for me

when I cried out my prays

Now my soul is all shattered

in little pieces all over

and the thing that crosses the mind

is when will it all be over

My mind now finds no rest

and my eyes have met the tears

my heart that has been crossed, by you

now draws back with fears

The shadows in my heart grow stronger

each passing day is a day of lost

and now I have ever been wondering

why is so great my cost

My soul may have been sold

to the depths of old hell

and I might even be bold

but this is way worse than hell

That the devil hear my words

and pay attention to what I say

because if down there I have to go

he will be the one to pray

My maidens that turned form me

you are all still the most beloveds

cause you, my dearies maidens

are all that I've ever loved

But my soul can no longer rest

because it is no longer a single one

maybe one day I can finally rest

and my entire soul be gone