Planets and galaxies have aligned
To watch you face your bloody mess this time
A perfect lie reaps a discord truth
A striated past serves as a prystine proof
Look at the crimson tidal wave
From all the innocence you couldn't save
Look in the speckled mirror before you
Count all the lifeless souls you slew
Look at the creatures on the other side of the glass
Watch them point and laugh as you choke on what you cannot yet grasp
Listen to them snicker and sneer
At your exposed fear, at that which you hold dear
Let the white flames of verity sear
Drown in the imperfect sphere of a vengeful tear
Bleed yourself in the bath of a saint
And watch your blood run black with your hateful taint
