Shattered symbols of broken sin follow just behind.
Shattered symbols like seven rings hide inside my mind
Shattered symbols to trail my wake like discarded trinkets go.
To remind me of what I was, to let them in and let me know.
I am not a person, I am not myself. I am not who I thought to be for I have become as someone else.
Hiding behind a smiling mask, letting not the world in. I shuffle across the mortal soil and watch my soul grow weak.
So hear my plea, and let me in along with the seven broken trinkets I keep. Let me in, let me in, let me in I say.
Let not my shadow worry, nor the symbols cause you harm. Smile for my presence, be proud to be so charmed. Worry not about tomorrow, live within today, take that which you wish to keep, and keep what others have. Take all you wish and tarry long, worry not the cost.
All I ask is you let me me, and warm my weary heart. Let me in and let me rest, here inside your arms. Hold me close and keep warm, along with these seven broken trinkets.
Worry not, tarry long and let me in, for all the world is yours. Take with you my shattered symbols, my broken rings of sin. Lift my burden ease my guilt.
All I ask is that you let me in.