The divine penalty

There were lights in the dark
And the summer warmed the air
There's a whisper of a broken dream
Of anger and despair

Was this meant for me? was there anything to see?
Was this meant to be?
What i want from me is something i can't be
I will be shadow of my mind, hidden and unseen

Now, who is calling me?
These days of darkness have light
That i can not see
Am i shouting anger and despair to deaf ears?

I have a shadow on my mind, it's hidden and unseen

What do you want from me?
Am i serving the divine penalty?
It's twisting inside of me
Is it a demon soul yearning to be free?