The accuser

I walk this desert land as the sweat drips down my face, I was once a man of faith, but I’m burning inside without a trace. 

I walk this desert land, for my steps are deep in debt, I stolen the sigil from the devils hand, now that is left is this lonely man. 
This maze of my mine is bringing to crack, but I’m trying to fill the gaps,  every step is a set trap. 

I walk this desert land oh oh lord do you hear me now, I know the truth you are the one, but I’m stuck in this loop of an endless abyss, for the accuser hiss hiss hiss, I’m just a man with debt, my flesh is slash and burnt of the accusers whip. 

I walk this desert land, in hope you listen up, this is no joke for the devil is to seal the deal, as I look up above to find the love for I lost in this world, I walk alone a man with a brand, marked for life, lord please save me now, my time is now. 

blues