I look down, my hands are covered in...
My own bloody sins
I wait around for my soul to cleanse...
Every memory of what I did
I'm only erasing my own recognition...
This is going to happen again
Painstaking, I spill more blood with each step
The sins I've committed, show themselves etched...
Within myself, my hands are covered in...
My own bloody sins
It doesn't make sense
I've taken the lives of many
And its eating away at mine
I've stolen the lives of many
I think I've finally crossed the line
I feel their blood...
Its spilling from out my wrists
I feel their blood...
How did it come to this?
I feel their blood...
Its spilling from out my wrists
I don't feel mine...
I don't even seem to exist
Slowly fading away
I've taken their lives
Their revenge is to take back
To take mine on this day
I feel their blood...
Its spilling from out my wrists
I don't feel mine
Its spilling from out my wrists
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