Through the hands of time, you see my plans unwind, and that's fine, because a secret sparks a deeper dark crime, it's the selections through these sessions that are hard to tell, but see I favor honesty, so I execute spells, pretty well, these jail cells tell the tales of one's hell, but don't unveil when they fail the bail, of an innocent male, kind to sunshine, results in them blind, they can't rewind cause the shine minds one's who have died, can't say you tried cause the trials saw you effortlessly, selfishly ignoring facts through this hacked track, it's helping to see that you were fine mentally, now every guilt comes centered on thee, that killed the shadow of he, so let false evidence delete, now it's not bound to repeat, because it tasted defeat.