The Gift of Discernment - Byzantine

I’m drowning in darkness

Someone, shine a light on me.

Fixated on the outcome of all

Death whispers denouement

The end is clear to me Coping with sorrow I splinter the last straw

It’s been a long sad day

And this will only make it worse

As devils whisper angels pray

This gift will only be a curse

So this must be my hell but I can not discern

I set sail for Charon my soul the river Styx will burn

It’s been a long sad day

And this will only make it worse

As devils whisper angels pray

This gift will only be a curse

Fire in the hole and glory be to God

Disregard the soul beneath a foot a sod

Oh, God.

Bane of my existence and crux of my dismay

Soul backed into a gaping hole day by day

By day, by day, by day, by day

I’m washed in the misery bathing the soma

I pray for your mercy to vanquish this coma