It\'s time to repair the walls that I built.
It’s time to restore the fortress of steel,
To fill in the cracks with the mortar of guilt
and destroy the last piece that still wants me to feel.
It\'s time to protect the ones that I love
To cut off their bindings that tie them to me.
It\'s time to set free everyone that I love
And pray that my demons won\'t stalk them once free.
It\'s time to atone for the fact I exist
Karma has spoken and the verdict\'s been judged.
With the gnashing of teeth and the clenching of fist.
With spirit destroyed and thinking begrudged,
Now is the moment where sadness begins
Now is the final atoning of sins.