Repentence (That's Just Wishing)

Why choose between the idols
  of anger and shame?
That's just wishing
  there's one of us to blame.
That's just wishing
  for us to be the same.
Why do I want that?

I know to love, and my heart
  needs and wants it,
but some parasite or poison I host
  would rather hate hate with hate.
It doesn't add up,
                   and I know it,
  but it sure as hell multiplies,
                   and I feel it.