Catastrophes

I made mistakes
And so did you
But no one told
We hid it-it's true

Then again we built
Another house of errors
Another room of problems
Compressed with 'god's' terror

We would rewind and replay
The same cassette
Until everything we did
Became a real threat

And now there are 101 arrows of sin
Hanging from our souls
But even healing it
Won't ever fill the holes