Pain - Acrostichon

Portraits, all over this wall
Murdered morals taking my fall
Velvet footsteps caressing the floor
Listen carefully, I want to be sure

The pig is laughing, moments of doubt
Addicted to hatred, forcing the pain

All these portraits remind me of the
Water is burning, forcing away

Slip into
The sin of living
Has been forgiven
I ask for war
(But) I'm getting more
I don't understand