Beyond the source of this wretched decay
Beyond the force of what pushes away
Underneath and behind
Everything that you see
Behind the walls so no one will see
Behind the lights of this false gallery
Inside my skin I bathe in the blood of innocence and self-disgust
Guilty, I am guilty
The blood is on my hands
The darkest stains of my own reflection
I'm not strong enough to stand
Beneath the shame of betrayed redemption
Doing what I despise never questioning why
And I'm left so nauseated
I looking with my own eyes and I don't recognize
The man I was has been degraded
Never questioning why and I'm nauseated
The spilling blood of the chosen one
Has bought my reconciliation
Reconciled, I am reconciled
I am reconciled
The blood is on my hands
The darkest stains of my own reflection
I'm not strong enough to stand
Beneath the shame of betrayed redemption
And as I come into this place
My guilt is washed away and I'm purified anew