ENTERING DARK CORNERS
UNSTEADY EYES GLAZE THROUGH THE DARKNESS OF HELL
THERE'S NO TURNING BACK, FOUR WALLS, IN A PRISON, IN A CELL
A BLACK MIST COMIG FROM BEHIND, GRABBING ME
AND STABBING ME WITH IT'S SHARP KNIFE
IT'S TRYING TO KILL ME AND TAKE MY LIFE
I FALL TO THE GROUND AND TRY TO CONFESS MY GUILT
BUT NO WORDS COME TO CONFESS TO THE CRIME I'VE BUILT
CONFESSION ON LOVE AND HATE
TO TELL PEOPLE IF THEY WERE UNKIND OR GREAT
BUT IT'S TOO LATE NOW AND I HAVE TO PAY
AS DEATH INVITINGLY LOOKS INTO MY UNCERTAIN EYES
IT'S TOO LATE NOW, TOO LATE TO PRAY
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