They do not see:

As deadly demons wait at my door

I fear of things, that will be forevermore

Of screams roaring within my ears

Of the sins I’ve done, throughout the years

Of my flesh burning from these bones

Because of deeds that were mine alone   

Why do no others truly understand

Of the fear I have for my fellow man

They say I write about just me

But yet it is them I also see

Because in hell most of us will roam

Tho none believe it will be their home

For they say they walk the one true path

And fear not of our makers wrath

And yet on that faithful day

We’ll all beg him not to send us away

I know, I’ll only have me to blame

And they’ll point at others for their shame