Despite my effort To be something more I need to make amends With the human in me Despite closely knowing All the deadly sins I still try to get blood out of a stone Seeking perfection Every day these shadows Insist on revealing me Every day these reflections Come to frighten me If I could cut it all off Like the rotten part of an apple Cut with the sharpest sword What would be left? Beware... When I see in you What I hate in the mirror Despite running away From all this dirt I see What am I anyway? How clean can I be? Every day these ghosts Insist on finding me Every day my dirt Escape from under the rug If I could cut it all off Like the rotten part of an apple Cut with the sharpest sword There would be nothing left If these deadly sins Are in both of us, my brother We could make a deal Of not hurting each other If I could cut it all off Like the rotten part of an apple Cut with the sharpest sword What would be left of us? If all these deadly sins Are in both of us, my brother If we're aware of it, then do we have a deal? Of not hurting each other anymore Anymore...