1st Degree Redemption

I am going to dig your grave in time and someone else will be digging mine— Mortality is the only key to the altruistic lock of crime. I made you a montage of peaceful scenes to blend in with while you die— I hope you shine beyond the means by which your spirit binds. I wanted more than the murderous hands of my grandfather's obdurate clock— When you take a life; part of you follows whether you like it or not. We are lost in vigil; rotting in puzzles; claiming the choices we've made— And over the years we eventually learn; the blood stays on the blade. I will be free from moral rot when I leave this shell of strife— I don't believe in any god, but I believe in my next life.