A Sanctuary of Sins

My mind is a cathedral Every pillar built of regrets Constructed from a painful needle And death is a game of roulette Every painted window pane Built of sadness and betrayal Plastered on my stone walls by moons bane Rewinding and playing every haunting portrayal The spirals on my roof Voices of what I've done These shingles soak sadness and aren't rainproof My time of end has only just begun I am trapped inside my beautiful castle Where all my deepest darkest memories begin to unravel