Toremorsiel

Nothing to set them free. Knowing their paths' ending is my shame.

Their deaths were not mine to bear but blood stains my hands.

Once more, the past has walked before me.

My part in blood wasn't nannything as each life passed on.

From ruins to ruination, I did nothing despite knowing their demise.

Monster!

Their blood stains me.

Monster!

Inaction is my fatuity.

One soul full of determination: six lives passed into graves.

Doe I've done nothing, blood stains my heart.

Even in nothing, one has a role.

This time, no one leaves unless they can bleat me.

Prove to me your determination!

Monster!

This time I'll enact my part.

Monster!

In action I will determine a heart.

Do you soul hate me or will there be mercy?

Presence through the past like a ghostly reset, blood stains my heart.

Even now, blood stains my heart.