I remember that day When I opened the door and I saw red. A second later it was dark, and I understood everything. It was my occasion I could rise above your lives To appropriate of your stories And be “the one”.
So I deprived you of everything I deprived you of joys and cries, smiles and tears. I made sure that you could do nothing to stop me I see unconscious gazes, life is elsewhere, not in you. You heard my voice and (you) obeyed. I wasted your talents for thirst for power.
Today, not in front of god, but here in front of you all I want to confess my sins.
It’s my occasion I can give your life back to you and rebuild what I destroyed.
Conscience: «think about your past, my friend take a look to the energy you loose face the time you still have to live and gather all your faults throw away your disguise to be truly the One. Is now the moment to be truly the One».