Coroner's Inquest

For me there's nothing left to hideThey try to blind and scorch my mindA change into a chrysalisTruth is often bitter left unsaidBut I see the shadows in my handsSears of my lonelinessSelf-knowledge, repressions, forthcoming fearWhich brings me to justice the ending is very nearRepentance of my conduct judges only myselfYou can't be here but I need your helpThe fading childhood argumentDegradation, I'm losing friendsThe outcome of my decadenceEscaping on the wings of dreamsI've left behind all miseryI've gone through in realitySelf-knowledge, repressions, forthcoming fearWhich brings me to justice the ending is very nearRepentance of my conduct judges only myselfYou can't be here but I need your helpOh, I remember, the shadows in my handsThese signs of sorrowThey were my only friendsThe silhouettes of guilt, a murderer's residueSignifications that make my cry insaneSelf-knowledge, repressions, forthcoming fearWhich brings me to justice the ending is very nearRepentance of my conduct judges only myselfYou can't be here but I need your help