The shroud of guilt
That covers me
Comes from a place of regret
Knowing I did nothing to help
I was too late
That's what all of you say
But I was in the house
What if he could've been saved
I was blind
Until I could see
The consequences
Of my ignorance
Grieving when I should've done more
Ill never forgive myself
They're all suffering
God send me to hell
The shroud of guilt