Exhumation Sin
I can do you no harm even though I hide behind hatred a child that's hurt followed the road all little ghosts follow Using the excuse of a cruel world a strange pleasure in melancholy and horror An empty body washed shame away indulging in the lust for evil depending on the kindness of strangers and the loving arms that smothered me for I have sinned and no regret can fail my presence I can do you no harm even though it has grown up reminding me the purpose of my life the meaning of a sorrowful existence A child that's hurt can learn about the pain a child that's hurt can know how wonderful this is
