Lights been filtered by these ba
rs.My shadow, tortured since that dayIs
 enlighten up by the last rayOf Mars.
I know I shouldn't have done that.Remorses 
are killing me,And the last thing left is a cell 
and a few rats.When the clock will strike mid
night,I'll be roasted to death.F
or now,I'm stuck with this ape,Six 
foot high,He is sick of my story.
But still using that red tapeTo pass out 
his sexual desire on me.I know I shouldn't 
have done that.Now society, just let me pay t
he price.As my soul, in hell, will rise,
I'll be free.God, send me a prayer,
For me, Life was a sin,At my final 
hour,Just show me the way in.
Let me pay for these souls.
Let me face my death for the one
That didn't deserve it so fast.
I can't live with the past,
I can't live with that death.
I'm guilty.
I know.
Just bring me on that chair
Where everybody will stare
At me,
They will see
That electricity is sometimes
A freedom itself.
I'm guilty.
Till death take possession
Of my body.
I'm guilty.

-Confession of a Guilty Ma
n
Margin Walker [GRiP/AD]