I want to Masquerade my face So no one can tell it is me.
I want to disconnect my past and finally be free.
I want to condemn my spirit and dare let no one be near it.
I want to conclave with my soul in it's wretched grave.
And when they look upon my grave In anguish I want them to cry and feel pain,
and regret the way I have felt.
I wish this upon them threefolds and three lifetimes.
Let them not be forgiven until they lay hopeless and helpless hanging onto their last breath feeling nothing but guilt and grief.
My face and my name running through their mind along with the many people they have wronged in their life
Then I will know that I have not been alone in this disregarded world.
Then as they lie there wondering if this is how it should end, I shall take them to the land of the peace and forgiveness.
They will see my condemned soul coming to rescue them and become lost in my delicate angelic beauty.
Forgiveness will be rendered when they bow their heads in shame and ask for my forgiveness through tear stained eyes.
