Rotten children dont deserve solace

There is no god who could give me my purity back

I will never be clean from sin

That i was born from

Parts of me have died in that house

I grew up in

Am i too old to hide it out under the bed?

Im stuck in the fire building up on itself

Im stuck in the storm you have created

All i hear is thunder

The first one ruptures my door,

The next one lands on my lungs

Terror creeps up on me

There were times i was blindfolded

Now the truths are unfolding for me

You have never been less of a monster than him,

Now that i know,

I know what i must do for you

What you made me be

And i would give anything to wash away the sin

That i was born from

scratch and scratch that damn spot, until it rips open

Now you see im culpable too

This rage is spreading its poisonous vials

My veins are pumping it everywhere

My vocal cords vibrating with every word leaving my mouth

With vicious and vital truths

That i need to speak

That you need to hear

The sound chokes back into my throat

And im silenced one more time

They say mother knows best

But what if there are things mother doesnt know

You alwalys say im your reflection

But how could i hide behind your smile

We are on opposite sides of the mirrored glass

You dont live in my reality

You never have

The world is out to get me in ways you could never know or feel

So how could you know, the misery i live in?

My hands are dirty with sins

I dont mean

Words i didnt say,

Beasts i didnt slay

I inherit the sin,

That i was born from

Until my worst nightmare bacomes reality

And i become the monster that i was born from.