The list of my deeds is long
There is no redemption
When you've done no wrong
I've been fully admonished
And the other
Is prepared to punish
All my imagined sin
I confessed what it was I did
And I am lost again
Waiting
Before the executioner comes
My sorrow is begun
My grieving will be
Everlasting
Should I live
It will be in eternal torment
Her vengeance is wicked
I linger in the memories
A tomb of my domain
Tears echo
In the shadows
A form of shell game
For my heart
Does she love me
How should I know
After 30 years
It should show
But instead
Anger is
The everpresent
Undertow
