The rain won’t wash away your sins
Neither will time forgive your evil wins
Providence will remember to whom you did cling
The naked clown you anointed as king
You have forgotten all you said you would not
We’ll remember for you and weave the net where you’re caught
So be comfortable and happy in your current state
Your legacy will be your greed and hate
Years may erode the edges and cool the embers
Yet absolution is not yours as the victim always remembers
Sparks 