• Benevolence; often times in it for itself
    Malevolence; often sharing the same goal

    Purity, a rarity
    Uncleansed window into the soul
    Gazing back through the dusty glass
    Once shining brightly, now dulled away
    Ancient spirit long since lost
    Lost to the world in which it was born
    Never again to know the meaning of life

    Fettered in a cage of its own creation
    Unable to reverse the detriment
    Casting itself away from wandering eyes
    Longing once again for the chance to intermingle
    Knowing not what lies in the future
    Regretting peering into the past
    Dreading this awful present

    To be clear of conscience and free of mind
    One true path followed through
    Strays away from the end goal
    The once true, pure spirit rests
    In a pool of its own sorrow and misery
    Unsuccessful in washing away the guilt
    A spirit forever stained in the blood
    Of unattainable redemption