A guilty conscience doesn’t go away overnight

No matter how much you whisper to your pillow

No matter how much you tear at the feathers

No matter how much you clench your fists

A guilty conscience will still gnaw at you

Even in a happy, random moment

Even in a trivial, quiet moment

Even in a chaotic, fervent moment

How nice it is

That you are still haunted

It needed to be said

A guilty conscience makes you visible

You cannot hide in your secluded tower

You cannot keep your head down forever

You cannot wish it all away

A guilty conscience makes you fearful

You may be keeping your head down

But our name flashes all over the ground

Even when you stomp on it

Our name is a dastardly ghost

Flashing neon under each of your footsteps

Your mighty guilty weight won’t erase it

And it comes with a serving of crow

Say our name

Say our name

It will burn your acid tongue

But you will free your mind just a little bit