If I confess to my greed, shallow heart and ignorant soul
call me a liar.
My heart was stolen, so call me the thief.
If I burn the innocents of a humble child
bury me in slander.
Call me a bastard and cast the first stone. Leave me alone with my company.
Scream my name and curse the devils work.
Bury me alive and shed tears at my funeral
my tombstone shall read;
The Perfect Imperfection...