They’ve got control,
Over who I am,
They can suck the soul,
Out of any man,

Shallow instincts,
Guide their hands,
Their minds a precinct,
Of evil sands,

Yet I stand serene,
After many scenes,
Yet I stand alive,
After many lies,

The voice of reason,
Spawns to shine,
Upon the poison,
Long past to find,

Afterlife begins,
As my soul rebirths,
Forgiving sins,
Recalled as girth…