I was raised on virtue, and a mother’s gentle hand
Taught to walk in righteousness, in a world so grand
Your wise counsel guided me, through life’s joy and strife
“Shun bad company, love thy neighbor, and resist sin’s life”
But, dear mother, I confess, I strayed from the way
Lured by a siren’s charm, in a world that’s gone astray
I found a woman, with a path that seemed so free
No burdens, no guilt, just a life of glee
Her ways were stress-free, her heart full of delight
And though it went against, your teachings so bright
I followed her lead, into the shadows of night
And now, dear mother, I wear a different light
I’m part of the cult of Anne, a group you’d never approve
We glow in the dark, even in our black leather gloves
Our ways are not yours, our path not so divine
But, mother, I’m happy, in this life that’s mine
Forgive me, dear mother, for not following your way
But I had to find my own path, come what may
I know you wanted the best, but I had to choose
And though it’s not the life, you wanted me to use
I still remember your words, your love and your care
And though I’ve strayed, your lessons will always be there
In my heart, dear mother, your love will forever stay
Even as I walk, in this different way.
