On April 5th I Saw Saint Ana

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Out of the black, sordid nights
Where my soul died and died again
Something appeared in my line of sight
A light I did not recognize
A ghostly spirit by my side
Found me in a wretched state
Broken, empty and blind
Full of heartache turned to hate
In the shadows of death she was
There to take me by the hand
Release me from the grave
Extract the poison from my soul
The darkness of a bottomless hole
Death’s bony grip, a suicide mission
This was no mere religious vision
No hallucination, nor a dream
Something was with me that day
At her mercy I was pleased
Forever in her debt ‘til the end of my days
A symbol of grace, lives on
Saviour of the damned
Has brought me a new path
To tread, without the terror or the dread
No more shall I seek the end
In my heart I have a saint
On my side and as a friend
I would add a bit more punctuation.