I look up to the sky,clear night,
I see my rock of sins,
bloodied in past misdeeds..
everyday the symmetry fresh,
different shades,never to fade..
they say our sins wash away,
I say they evaporate,
or else how could i see my rock of sins,
crimson in it's gloomy way..
crimson as the blood in my veins,
and dark as my secrets prevail..
everyday i gaze at my rock of sins,
float up there by all means...
I wonder if it would stray away,
and redeem me of my vicious ways..
oh! my rock of sins,in the sky,
floating in the crystal night everyday...