These silent halls
They scream to me
This punishment I endure
For endless eternity
Sleepless, I dream
Fractured thoughts, memories
Evil deeds, horrid acts
What was lost I can never regain
Silence fills this lofty grave
But I hear these whispers in the storm
Corrupted lies, twisted meanings
A fool was I, to listen
Past mistakes cannot be righted
Forgiveness is outside my reach
This vessel of shame becomes me
But have I not truly changed?
These Silent Halls, they can't hear me scream
Locked within this monument of sins
But my whispers will carry on the storm
And They will know of everything
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