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THE CONFESSIONAL IS AN EMPTY BOX
Forgive me please father
For I have sinned
Far more times than I care to admit
Out of pure desperation and in need of relief
I find myself here to repent
Pardon my voice and its slight hesitation
As I haven’t been here in a while
Now I sit before you
In a stained window clad room
In hopes of a speedy trial
For I have sinned
Far more times than I care to admit
Out of pure desperation and in need of relief
I find myself here to repent
Pardon my voice and its slight hesitation
As I haven’t been here in a while
Now I sit before you
In a stained window clad room
In hopes of a speedy trial
I’ll get straight to the point
To my sins to anoint
As I didn’t come here to waste time
I come to confess
Bare my skin and undress
Then carry on- guilt released from my mind
As for these crimes
I won’t plead my innocence
I knew they were wrong at the time
These acts of the reckless have left my mind restless
I’ve cheated, I’ve stolen, and lied
To my sins to anoint
As I didn’t come here to waste time
I come to confess
Bare my skin and undress
Then carry on- guilt released from my mind
As for these crimes
I won’t plead my innocence
I knew they were wrong at the time
These acts of the reckless have left my mind restless
I’ve cheated, I’ve stolen, and lied
I know how it sounds, to live without bounds
So selfish, unwise, and unkind
I want to be good, to live as I should
Please believe that I truly have tried
Yet, I strayed from the chapel
Took the sweet bite of the apple
I am no hedonist, I’m just 25
So selfish, unwise, and unkind
I want to be good, to live as I should
Please believe that I truly have tried
Yet, I strayed from the chapel
Took the sweet bite of the apple
I am no hedonist, I’m just 25
So father this once,
Please grant me forgiveness
In this exchange
I give to you my penance
Absolve from me this guilt that I feel
And I promise to serve out my sentence
Please grant me forgiveness
In this exchange
I give to you my penance
Absolve from me this guilt that I feel
And I promise to serve out my sentence
I let out a sigh
Anxiously await his reply
When I hear a voice emerge from the screen
The voice sounds familiar
It’s one I remember
It’s booming and firm, but not mean
Anxiously await his reply
When I hear a voice emerge from the screen
The voice sounds familiar
It’s one I remember
It’s booming and firm, but not mean
It says to me “Child-
Please hear me speak,
As I know what you seek is relief
But that I can’t grant you,
As much as I’d like to
As you are the source of your grief”
Please hear me speak,
As I know what you seek is relief
But that I can’t grant you,
As much as I’d like to
As you are the source of your grief”
Like an old clock I can hear my heart beat
I find myself unable to speak
Shocked by this verdict
I’m taken aback
My mouth agape in disbelief
I stay for a moment, to hear this voice out
For reasons that to me are unknown
But the voice disappears as fast as it came
And it’s as though I am totally alone
I find myself unable to speak
Shocked by this verdict
I’m taken aback
My mouth agape in disbelief
I stay for a moment, to hear this voice out
For reasons that to me are unknown
But the voice disappears as fast as it came
And it’s as though I am totally alone
It hits me then, this room that I'm in
The darkness around me turns threatening
My ears start ring, breaths start to tremble
And the silence that’s left for me is deafening
Ashamed of my choice to lay it all out
I feel my chest clench-and cheeks begin reddening
The darkness around me turns threatening
My ears start ring, breaths start to tremble
And the silence that’s left for me is deafening
Ashamed of my choice to lay it all out
I feel my chest clench-and cheeks begin reddening
My eyes start to wet
My lip starts quiver
A chill is sent down my spine and I shiver
My head starts to ache
My shoulders now shake
In despair from the truth he’s delivered
My lip starts quiver
A chill is sent down my spine and I shiver
My head starts to ache
My shoulders now shake
In despair from the truth he’s delivered
I exit the room
The horrid tomb of my doom
And I glare at the menacing cross
My knees hit the floor
I approach the towering door
On which I leave three repetitive knocks
The horrid tomb of my doom
And I glare at the menacing cross
My knees hit the floor
I approach the towering door
On which I leave three repetitive knocks
The knocks go unanswered
My pulse like a hammer
Frightened to reveal what’s inside
But my hand is like a magnet
To this ornate wooden cabinet
In which the familiar voice still resides
My pulse like a hammer
Frightened to reveal what’s inside
But my hand is like a magnet
To this ornate wooden cabinet
In which the familiar voice still resides
Ashamed and appalled
They could point out such flaws
But they ring oh so loud as they’re true
I unclench my jaw
My skin and eyes raw
My shaking hand extends to the knob
The door is unlocked
I stand still in shock
When I realize the voice is my own
The tomb now unsealed
Unto which it’s revealed
The confessional is an empty box
They could point out such flaws
But they ring oh so loud as they’re true
I unclench my jaw
My skin and eyes raw
My shaking hand extends to the knob
The door is unlocked
I stand still in shock
When I realize the voice is my own
The tomb now unsealed
Unto which it’s revealed
The confessional is an empty box