Coroner's Inquest - Secrecy

For me there’s nothing left to hide

They try to blind and scorch my mind

A change into a chrysalis

Truth is often bitter left unsaid

But I see the shadows in my hands

Sears of my loneliness

Self-knowledge, repressions, forthcoming fear

Which brings me to justice the ending is very near

Repentance of my conduct judges only myself

You can’t be here but I need your help

The fading childhood argument

Degradation, I’m losing friends

The outcome of my decadence

Escaping on the wings of dreams

I’ve left behind all misery

I’ve gone through in reality

Self-knowledge, repressions, forthcoming fear

Which brings me to justice the ending is very near

Repentance of my conduct judges only myself

You can’t be here but I need your help

Oh, I remember, the shadows in my hands

These signs of sorrow

They were my only friends

The silhouettes of guilt, a murderer’s residue

Significations that make my cry insane

Self-knowledge, repressions, forthcoming fear

Which brings me to justice the ending is very near

Repentance of my conduct judges only myself

You can’t be here but I need your help