Act of Contriction

I feel the cold hands upon me
 Recollection of my betrayal
 My betrayal
 My betrayal
 It is not the pain inside yourself
 That tears the deepest wounds
 I drift along suspended in shadows
 Memories right from the haze
 With sobriety comes recollection
 My betrayal
 My betrayal
 It is not the pain inside yourself
 That tears the deepest wounds
 It is the pain you create
 That consumes your very soul
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 I drift along suspended in shadows
 I drift along suspended in shadows
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 I drift along suspended in shadows
 A specter of despair
 Built on good intentions
 My betrayal
 My betrayal
 It is not the pain inside yourself
 That tears the deepest wounds
 It is the pain you create
 That consumes your very soul