Clear Conscience

Do you wanna Know that I'm dead? Will you have a clear conscience Now that I'm dead? Will you have a clear conscience Now That I'm... God forbid you should say you're wrong, That's an act of war. And then say I'm sorry, But you don't hear. It's like a softy voice, like a curtain torn. And my fingers, they shake. And my hands are raised. And you say my name, But I won't remain. No, I won't remain.