Act Of Contrition Testo

I drift along suspended in shadows
Cold memories escape the haze
With sobriety comes recollection
It is not the pain inside yourself
That tears the deepest wounds
It is the pain that you create
That shreds your very soul
A specter of despair
Built on good intentions
It is not the pain inside yourself
That tears the deepest wounds
It is the pain that you create
That shreds your very soul