The Debt Forgive me Lord for I will betray you to vengeance tonight When the clock strikes the darkest hour, I will go to pay my dues But as I sit alone surrounded by pity and flashes of fright My praying hands quiver as I prepare to face you I soon walk up the stairs of my house one last time To kiss my children’s sweet heads once again To try and assure myself that this is right in my mind How I wished my past would never catch up, but this is how it ends I will travel down this dark road for the life of my family The raindrops drip of my lips in darkness, at the step of the gate To ensure the protection of all I love, I must give myself accordingly I will end it all on this malicious night, with my silver instrument of fate I tried to cover up; I tried to run, from the evils of long ago Now that the past has come for me, my family and life have been taken To late to give back my transgressions, I must pay the Devil what I owe My mind now wonders into a world built for the forsaken Forgive me Lord, for this is where the Devil comes into play Guide my hand to its ill purpose, steady my sight, and let me not be afraid The wickedness I have not known for some time, I see in me again this day A bullet splits the air, then silence I hear, a sign that the devil has been paid