Blood on my hands, I can't escape
The haunting memories, I must face
I tried to run, but it was always there
A reminder of my darkest despair
I wish I could wash it all away
Make everything right and then sway
To the beat of a heart that's pure
But alas, I'm forever impure
The stains won't go, they cling so tight
No amount of scrubbing makes it right
And so, I'm left with my guilt and shame
With a past that will always contain this stain
Blood on my hands, an eternal curse
A reminder of the worst, of the worst
I tried to run, but it was always there
A reminder of my darkest despair.
