if you were to see your future what would you see
me I would see hellfires
I would hear the screams of the ones in pain
for I have committed sin

Sin that grows like the scars that flow
sins that hunt my dreams
replaying like a record
over and over

  shall I always be hunted by the  nightmares
why won't they go away
sounds of madness
visions of despair

regret is the reason these nightmares
the ones that come out of nowhere
as I see one then another and
another  

I am destined to remember these
is this the life I will see when I die
such shame and regret