Don't accuse me of your sin
don't think twice about what I am
you don't know me
you never did
you never even had a chance to
because this isn't my blood on my hands
this isn't my heart beating within my palm
I've stolen the breaths you've wasted
I've taken the life that you never deserved
see the moon within my eyes
see it glow with an ashen flame
because white ghosts follow me
haunting me
ripping me
tearing me apart
limb for limb
do you care
watch me die
watch me fall apart
and do nothing
you never did help me
you never even tried
why
what did I ever do
to make myself so terrible
ashen ghosts follow me
they hold their laughter in
they want to do me in
they want to execute the world I live in
do you want to watch me suffer
do you want to see me die
do you want to live my life
why?
what do I have that you don't
what do you need that I need more
or is it another want
another want you can't have
can't have what you want so desperately
see the flames within those ghosts
ghosts of time and memories long forgotten beyond my reach
do you remember
do you remember me?
do you remember the life we shared
the time we spared
to live together
in harmony?
No.
Harmony is never lasting
it is hardly everlasting
and perhaps we're better off asking
ourselves what we really do to waste our lives
sitting here discussing how we might die
how we could kill ourselves in one single blow
how we could end others' lives and get sent to death row
ashen ghosts follow me
because it wasn't my blood on my hands
it was theirs.