I wonder who’s got a debt to pay. I wonder who will pay
the boatman’s toll and look their inner demons in their eyes and
say, I am done. For we all must pay a debt. And mine shall be paid in
my self-inflicted anguish. For such is my burden. For such is my sin. But in due time, I shall find an end for any member of the Locker Room and myself. For all they have to do is knock, knock, Knock.