• Pit of Pity

    Wallowing in self hatred
    Your time has come
    So long your ambitions have waited
    The hole you will be taken from
    Never the less a cost must be paid
    your rights and wrongs must now be weighed
    Rise into your judgment day
    hope her heart will let you stay
    If not, tumbling down you will fall
    not able to climb the cold, wet wall
    alone again in the pit
    for all eternity you will sit