Beyond the source of this wretched decay
Beyond the force of what pushes away 
Underneath and behind... Everything that you see 

Behind the walls so no one will see
Behind the lights of this false gallery 
Inside my skin I bathe in the blood 
Of innocence and self disgust... 

Guilty. I am Guilty 

The blood is on my hands the darkest stains 
Of my own reflection
I'm not strong enough to stand beneath the shame 
Of betrayed redemption

Doing what I despise never questioning why 
And I'm left so nauseated
I looking my own eyes and I don't recognize
The man I was has been degraded
Never questioning why... And I'm nauseated
The spilling blood of the chosen one 
Has bought my reconciliation...

Reconciled.  I am reconciled 

And as I come into this place my guilt is washed away
And I'm purified anew... Purified