Why must it be me?

One day before

They make me miserable

Destroy the plans

Kill the joy

God be not proud

Satan is the glory

Burning

Destroy my life

Darkness swallow me

I hope

I wish

I cry

For Satan to take the glory

Take it all

For where is God

When I pray for Him?

Not here I can say

Now I pray

For Satan to take all the glory

What little there is, take it

Devour it like a fasting follower

For I am not yours

But I don't feel like His either

When I pray

I receive no answer, so all I say

For Satan to take all the glory

What little there is

I don't want

My life is a pool of misery

I want to drown in it

I'll burn in the fires of Hell

For that's all she says

"I hope you burn in Hell!"

The words spin and spin around in my head

One day before

They make me miserable

Let me drown and say

For Satan to take all the glory