Upon this shore that I now stand

My tears of shame fall unto the sand

The far horizon I watch with failing hope

My Guilt is bound to me with twisted rope

Forgiveness is forbidden and lost to me

As is my boat the Anna Riby Rhee

I turn away, my eyes cast down

I should have stayed, I should of drown

These bonds of shame I wound so tight

Tell me I have to die to make it right