“Candles lean and listen Wax tears dripping onto stone Every flicker knows my outline Yet still not the sins I own.” They dress me up in velvet blame Black lace tight across my throat Every rumor stitching tighter Every half-truth turning rote My footsteps echo like a verdict Down this narrow frozen nave I’m biting back on my confession Like it’s trained to misbehave And here I lay… Condemned… On a bed of broken oaths If my secrets ever surface They would burn the world down whole And here I’ll stay… Condemned… The truth would rise out from the ash If the dark behind my eyes Ever clawed away the mask A silver crucifix is trembling Hanging cold against my skin Marble saints avert their eyes Like they know what crawls within Paintings watch me from the ceiling Brush-stroked eyes of gleaming gold Every truth I never uttered Pressing hard against my throat “All these secrets never mentioned… Slither through my failing hold…” And here I lay… Condemned… On a bed of broken oaths If my secrets ever surface They would burn the world down whole And here I’ll stay… Condemned… The truth would rise out from the ash If the dark behind my eyes Ever clawed away the mask What if they are mirrors Not the monsters that they say What if I’m just human Not the mask I wear each day Take these hushed abominations Bringing truth into the light If I rise from my own ashes Will you call it blight or rite “Mercy willing, wearing thin, may it all end on this night…” Yet here I still lay… Condemned… On my bed of solemn lies Here the secrets of my heart Burn unbound, uncompromised Yes, here I’ll stay… Vilified… My mirror shattered, more than glass Mask removed, throat unclasped My soul unleashed… no more lies No more lies No more lies
