MY LAST CONFESSION

I come here once again to spill all my troubles and pain, 
As days go by I'm blighted by my guilt and my joy withers everyday
I have been the talk of the city for far too long and the nation is in despair
The atmosphere of the town is bleak and filled with sorrow all over
I have snatched treasures from civilians just to satisfy my pleasure
Yesterday I added another to my endless list of atmans
Now their souls are in limbo awaiting justice
My psyche is filled with tormenting voices and cries of "Please stop"
I do want to stop but something in me drifts me away from salvation. So far no dirt is on me for I cover all my tracks, 
I want to turn a new leaf but there is a leak I must patch
All that is left is to hurry the past before my dispatch
This is my last day to commit this heinous crime of  uncreation
You're the leak and I will patch you soon, 
Do not make a sound till I'm through
Perhaps today will be my last mission, 
See you next time in a pool of sulfur in perdition