Remorse

To you our pain not to know; What we tell you is never the cry, Just the inspiration; and that’s one story to you; If we could share our sin, it ‘b a complete story to share, Complete enough to destroy what we have built in you, Dare to know our weakness, cries and sins; Things you never see; though you even follow us in the dark rooms, Only listen our cries to the Lord’ and see this that; The remorse of our hearts holds prime, A mass of addiction clings to us, We are your heroes, but we fail to save ourselves, Emblems to you and extinct to us, See we fight, fight for us both, Our sins to hide, lest you follow, You ought not to understand failure, that’s why we hide, You ought not to comprehend sin, that’s why we mind, And Darkness you should fear never, Our dark sides are dark guides 'our tears a river, But to you i say ; our light is for you to give, And To my savior says i : O Lord save' My remorse.