the lies never seem to go away, don't they?
they always succeed in making me go astray.
away, away from the bright path i built,
and into their way, a dark and heavy guilt.
now i sit here in reflection of their deed,
how sweetly they made me break my creed.
this weight on my chest, it refuses to let go,
yet i am no stranger to it; it is an old foe.
