My mind torments me
A deep hurt I cannot see
Unceasingly, it beats me down
Down under the dark cloud
No reason to be proud
Cowardly, covered in a shroud
Shrouded in turmoil
Wasting away in toil
Drudgery, in a snakes coil
Coil destroyed by the breath of the son
Confess that you are the only one
Thankfully, it has already been done
Done and ready to put away sin
Resisting the devil who is within
Courageously, proclaiming it is written
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