Every Saint Has a Past... Every Sinner Has a Future

Everyone is court-side for this nightmare, they can’t wait to see the fall. Standing alone in front of the crowd, where’s your faith now? You hear their screams. "He's going to pay for that mistake." This means nothing to me, I’ll flip the switch, forget you all. You’ll never know how I feel. Their dead eyes stare and glare, condemning you here in the spotlight where you face your sins. They shift uneasily where they stand as the clouds open up and light illuminates the darkest of secrets. Your eyes flicker and now you see the crowd has dispersed.