You said it wasn't you that hurt me
it was some dark spirit that took over your soul.
Now you say you are filled with light and sorry is what you are.
You're basking in the life that you claim is all you need.
The life you got at the expense of destroying me.
You carry on while I have nothing but ashes for my home.
But it wasn't you that hurt me it was a dark spirit that
took over your soul.
Do you think the spirit has left or does it's whisper turn you cold.
Is it tamed by this perfect life you claim?
I believe it's still there....every time you hear my name.
