Portrait Of Retribution: The Betrayal

Upon the threshold of salvation 
An icy blade thrust deep in my heart 
My reason to live has forsaken me 
My existence lies torn apart 
"Can you feel the seasons change?" 
A portrait of my retribution 
Is painted upon my soul 
A ghostly veil of bitterness 
Will now assume control.... 

Sorrow has been manifested 
Into pain divine 
Snuffing out the burning Sun 
And all the planets nine