Infinite Will

Held captive by judges,

Confined to a room,

Seated partly alone

Death, I presume,

The door swings open,

And so, it begins,

Have mercy, oh Lord,

For all my sins

A menacing shadow

Simmering with hate

Cold, lifeless stare

Transmitting my fate

Time not wasted.

My trial ensues,

Broken and battered,

Tattered and bruised,

Yet the Lord was with me,

For I would not have gone

Life in the glory

A completely new dawn