Up where I watched from my rooftop
I beheld me desire below
From there my lust would not stop
And I finally let myself go
But my sin had grim implications
And my actions would be brought to light
In the face of unlocked expectations
The brother I betrayed had to die
My transgression shattered my virtue
And it brought naught but grievous pain
It is a crime I would gladly undo
But my ally already is slain
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