Texty: Planes Mistaken For Stars. Mercy. Penitence.

Oh, I'm getting worse at this.
Charmed by honey and lies, truth is I sprung a trap of my design.
I rape all I am given, I covet what isn't mine, I'm begging for one more hour, I've wasted too much time.
Be not afraid.
Father, you are forgiven.
Mother, you are not but loved.
Brutha just keep livin', please try to rise above.
And love above all others, and to the angels you've held inside, never forget I love you all, never forget I tried.
And if I had my way, I swear I'd haunt this place, I'd tear the skin from your backs, I'd dance a jig on your bones.
Be not afraid, you will never be alone