In the moonlight gleaming
I see the scars forming
thrown in sharp relief
they seem to run so very deep
way past all redemption
its time for my surrender
crawling back to sleep
i hear the screams of terror
recognise the shame
my shame defines me
recognise the blame
the blame destroys me
creeping up my spine
the tremors shock me
burning out at last
the soul transcends the body
a race through the darkness
I race to meet my master
assured of my place
and of undeserved honour
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