Liar, execution I see them, endless rows of adepts, Mine and their debts, Begging to be forgiven, and I forgive My sin My hate within, I live for them How can they trust, the one who is lost Turning time, into endless blame Behind the word, the idea is free Shredding tokens of sympathy, it's all the same It's the assent, the sanction of what I became Begging to be forgiven, and I forgive, My sin My hate within