Do you feel accomplished?
Hiding behind two personas,
underestimating my forgiveness
for all of these wretched years

You cried that you could atone for your sins
as soon as the veil was lifted; where was that
guilt earlier? No mercy for you and all your duplicity,
so you can tread home barefoot in the rainy streets,
your shoes dangling from the electrical wires in the sky
while I take back all that I've given to you