Retrospect - Pride And Fall

As the winter let spring come

I shed my skin and come alive

A new retrospect, a sign

And words of torment that hunt the sick

Now this is my shelter

And this is my heart

You’ve lived on my weakness

You tore me apart

As the time that we have spent

So few of us have followed on

A place of refuge, a place called home

It’s in this room where I heal my wounds

Now this is my shelter

And this is my heart

You’ve lived on my weakness

You tore me apart