Messiah - Contrition

For two weeks, I was sitting in the prison cell
Iron gates obstruct the way to be free
Now, I've enough time to think about my offence
This deed was dreadful and I deeply regret it

I don't like to talk about the things that happened
My mind has drifted to this transgression

The pictures of the offence reflect in my brain
Only now I'm realizing what I have done
Horrible nightmares constantly cross my sleep
At the time it's really hard to live in the cell

Tears run over my cheeks
I've never noticed that before