Cast away LOST

Just unbelieving.

How could that hurt?

UNCLEANNESS returning

More wicked than first.

Slipping back slowly

at least so it seemed.

Hard to come back

Where the Voice once called

Run to and fro in the streets

Children of pride

Rulers of darkness

bitterness of souls

Bound in the abyss unclean. 

Reprobate silver.

Castaway lost.