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Drawing a path of righteousness with ink of my bloods misdeeds to walk in the footsteps of thieves and not take a thing in my hand - My nakedness is now sown by the baring of my soul - the blood that is spilled is impure - so it is burnt in a pyre of old with the lies and the cheats and destructions of morals up-held by the best - all in all in this path I’ve been weakened and in my weakness I’ve sinned - so in my new path of light - I have new travels to begin.