It’s a story as old as time

Betrayal can run deep

It’s a story as old as time

Redemption can change the winds

Or so you hoped as you planned to be wrong

You think you are so smart

But you are such a bore

You did all the bad things that were expected of you

And you are still breathing

But your lungs are filled with acid drips

from how bitter your mind has been

But you are such a bore

As you fight to redeem yourself

But have no spirit in your own redemption

As you know you did all the wrong things expected of you

May you enjoy swimming in your toxic vat

As perhaps there is a path down there to finding your soul

Should you put a stop to your acts of betrayal