From the realms of past
My demon's howl
Beyond bridges I lit
They learned to fly
Apparitions, these ghosts of distant memory
Specters, remnants
That just will not die
All my wrongs
My indiscretions, they carry
From across
The boundaries of time
The burdens I had left
For them to hold
Presented, laid out before my eyes
In their frozen gaze
The blame, the questions to my lies
How hard I have tried to bury this
Yet, here they stand before me, phantoms