Serve the self, hurt the other.
Hurt the other, lose the self.
Lose the self, become another,
One more step closer to hell.
There is what we do and what we want.
There is what we think and what we say.
There are reasons why heaven is untouchable,
While we walk the roofs of hell.
Our feet burning,
We walk on.
Our hearts yearning,
The wayward journey.
Battered, weary
We walk on,
The restless wicked —
Until the bottom drops.
Bound in chains of virtue,
To keep us from the path of sin.
A blissless life, a life unlived —
Lead us out of emptiness into temptation.
Prisoners until we dare to change,
Born free into a world of chains.
Confined till we defy the odds,
Break the mold and start again.
