Hate to Hate

In a world of all the greys

There's no black, there's no white

When there is no universal book

Who’s to say who’s right

You didn’t believe enough, it was nobody’s fault

The mind once used to be free is now cocooned in a vault

Acceptance is the secret, you should’ve followed

Without hope or faith, death is what you swallowed

Hate to hate, but have to hate

There is no turning now; guess it’s too late

You call it the devil, you call it my fate

Or maybe a drunken angel failing to relate

Living alone day in day out

Smile was a sin and so was to shout

Lying down low, all through the life

It’s now here to stay, you may cut it with a knife

The darkness of the soul is not evil as yet

A bit of humanity is still there somewhere left

The lost time, the lost breath, you know will never come back

The evil won’t leave you now; you may try to trace the track

I hate to hate but I just have to hate

There is no turning now; I guess it’s too late

You call it the devil, you call it my fate

Or maybe a drunken angel failing to relate