Shackled to Guilt

All was settled from the start
 Immaculate and pure
 I invited chaos to stain, defile
 And purity was no more
 Demose of the crown, hereditary prince
 I stand by the gate of what is not
 The castle now has turned
 To a hole in the ground
 Free fall 

Sad gods glare at me
 From the horizon line
 These gods are for real
 But maybe not omniscient creators 

I live in a fantasy
 And when I dream, let me dream
 And never wake me up again 

Choke on guilt
 Near-death experience
 And I can not see
 The light at the end of the tunnel 

All that was is again
 Those I let down have forgiven me
 Once more they have faith in me
 All I was I am again
 Reborn, I am a child
 It's but a dream and I hate myself 

All was settled from the start... 

There's a future looking bright
 There's hope, I've got the strength
 I've got a life
 And a talent for irony 

All is dead
 All is over
 Bury me under a stone
 With no inscription