Betrayed Redemption - Corpus Christi

Beyond the source of this wretched decay

Beyond the force of what pushes away, underneath and behind…

Everything that you see

Behind the walls so no one will see

Behind the lights of this false gallery, inside my skin I bathe in the blood of

innocence and self disgust… Guilty

I am Guilty

The blood is on my hands the darkest stains of my own reflection

I’m not strong enough to stand beneath the shame of betrayed redemption

Doing what I despise never questioning why and I’m left so nauseated

I looking with my own eyes and I don’t recognize the man I was has been degraded

Never questioning why…

And I’m nauseated, the spilling blood of the chosen one has bought my

reconciliation…

Reconciled

I am reconciled

And as I come into this place my guilt is washed away

And I’m purified anew… Purified