My heart haunts my mind...mystery
rising from a too heavy veil of the
past. Why do such ill spirits
torment me...products of what and
for what purpose? So
sick...and...am I? Alas, let me
ponder and pine. Sleep has failed
me indeed, and I care not to
venture there again. Stark contrast.
I still feel your blood on my hands.
Forgive me.
My heart haunts my mind...mystery
rising from a too heavy veil of the
past. Why do such ill spirits
torment me...products of what and
for what purpose? So
sick...and...am I? Alas, let me
ponder and pine. Sleep has failed
me indeed, and I care not to
venture there again. Stark contrast.
I still feel your blood on my hands.
Forgive me.