I made thousands of mistakes already
Even dry ones pass wet
The thing I shouldn't be doing
Has become the blood of bored flesh

I thought I made a mistake, but I didn't
I think I'm good, it's dirty
Like a rotting carcass
Wrapped but the smell smells

Because there is no forgiveness
Because the goodness of heaven is a reward
I deliberately sinned
Now I'm lost in the cradle

Carrying forgiveness on God
As a despicable and forgetful servant
I think there is no more compassion for me
This self-naivety is defiant

The high gorge has become a thorn
Dirty jeep filled with dust
I enjoy all immorality to depravity
Realize I'm in error.

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