Delivered - From the Abyss

Forsaken, i was floating. 
In the ocean of melancholy ,
Flown by the will of abyss,
Rudderless, I laid, 
Awaiting the verdict, 
My fate.

The judge, eternal darkness,
Mighty and relentless,
Bore through my anima, 
Judging... Judging... 

Doubt assulted my consciousness, 
For the little spectre of hope held,