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Penance
Bless me father for I have sinned.
It’s been an eternity since my last confession;
Your prayers are wasted on the likes of me,
Damned that I am.
My soul rests on the brink of Hell,
Warmed by the fiery wrath of my deeds.
There is no future beyond the night;
I rest my head in destitution and shame,
Exchanging formalities with the demons of my past. Lies... abuse... they have led my life,
Trading morality for carnal pleasures of the flesh, Betraying those closest to me with deception and pain. Now the bells chime...
One... two... seven... eight...
I feel the heralds waiting by the door,
Shackles and brimstone poised in hand:
My time has come.