Another day
Another sin commited
What can I say
When I lay defeated
By the devils, left to decay
The lost, broken, wicked

The rusty clock ticks
Covered in ash and dust
Brings back time to the sick
The crimes and deeds of the past
I was a saint for a week
Then hurled to hell by heaven's gust

It's all over
It won't happen again
But waking up from hangover
With last night's migrain
At her sight I cower
The girl in the mirror, my fear and pain

Is he okay? I wonder
Of course, nothing really happened
But when my mind gets further
I get even more...