Doomain - Memory Garden

There’s no absolution for what you have done

A crime so horrendous, time after lime

You’ve taken advantage of the weak and bereaved

Now take a few minutes to repent

My justice descends

A riddle is given, your memories unlock

The fear that you feel was long ago mine

Been calling yourself a man of pure heart

Now what awaits you will perfectly tear you apart

Deep down in my doomain

You’ll have your share of pain

Tangled in my reigns

In my bloodstained doomain

A syndicate of sin

Formed by the dark intentions of man

Dressed up in modesty

Your cold eyes reveal perversions grown too strong

I lead, you follow

We’re dancing on glass

My chamber of reprisal

Won’t let miscreants pass