Road To Redemption

Say you’re born anew, your noble lie.

I will drag out of you, what you deny

The road, to redemption, leads you back into the flames

Forebode, a confession, to the prosecutor’s claims.

Your orchard bore its final fruits, you burned the trees to ashes

I haven’t forgotten my roots, just grew some new branches

Rumours persist, you’ve been condemned

The rulers insist, you can’t contend

The road, to redemption, leads you back into the flames

Forebode, a confession, to the prosecutor’s claims.

Caught in the net

The past the threat

If may have but one request, as they’ve yet to discover

When you breathe your dying breath, use it to warn the others

I have a feeling, you’ve lost your mind

Swinging from the ceiling, left behind

The road, to redemption, leads you back into the flames

Forebode, a confession, to the prosecutor’s claims.