I had heard somewhere,
That the painful abyss of lies,
Did no harm,
Once in a while.

A little charm,
A little grace,
Could always move mountains,
From your way.

But a guilty conscience,
Can relegate anyone,
Into the deepest realms of hell,
Burning your infected body of lies.

This I found in the hardest of ways,
For days I could not look you in the eye,
No happiness from this suffering,
Only silent cries.