Harllequin - The Riddle

Sour is the remedy
To arrogance and pride
Face the heft of your guilt
Make your shoulders light

Lost in space and time
Faith is gone and over
Can you realize
What’s real and what’s wonder?

Cursed and mesmerized
Lunacy as friend
Can you prophesy?
How long you’ll be wandering.

Lost inside your mind
Tortured by yourself
Spill out yours fears
Spill out your tears
Spill all guilt and faults

Caged and paralyzed
Regretfully blind
Spill out yours fears
Spill out your tears
Spill all guilt and
Your faults away