Ashen:

 

These scorched hands raised on high

asking begging as to why

I chased the sun and all

for you to be free

I fought the demons till they dropped

darkness prevailed beyond

the eternal light 

that is but you 

but still to my knees I dropped

I tried to be the saviour

the rescuer for your salvation

but I'm still on my knees

this fight this moment

Bourne of hurt and pain

rolled into a dagger of justice

carved by the flames of hatred

stabbed into the heart of the beast

that dared linger to close

screams of torments 

as the souls of those taken

clutch to their host tighter

this is all we know

and yet in the pale morning light

there is nothing

but the echo of my sobs

what was will be

and I am left but even more confused