Lately I've been making the same mistakes
I don't want to make a promise I'll break
I'm unreliable
My failures are undeniable
No amount of mercy
Can prove I'm worthy
Try, try, try again
How can I wear the diadem?
I'm dirty, unworthy
Kneeling before the clergy
A problem I can't solve
A priest couldn't absolve
I desire to atone
But sin is set in stone
I beg to escape
But souls can't remake
Condemned at birth
Still wandering the earth
A wretched soul
Playing the sinner's role.
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