The beginning of the end,
or the end of the beginning?
Are my sins to absolved,
can I ever be forgiven?
Peter’s gates await me,
on that day I will be judged.
I’ll drag my weary body,
one last time through mortal sludge.
Of a lifetime of mistakes,
am I really so hard bitten?
Am I cold and old and sold,
from the pages I have written?
The start of the end,
or the end of the start?
Tell me who is going to save me,
keep me safe within their heart?
