In my mind, I see various paths treading away
A habit that is inhabited without remorse
Could not be shaken, let alone left behind
Like claws constricting around my sinful soul
It drags me down into the abyss unknown
Where no one except I roam in the dark
Could there be light, could there be a hand
A single hand that reaches into the depths
Pull me up yet, leave my repentance below
To make me see the sight of light once again
In my mind, I see various paths treading ahead
At least let one of them take me home again