I don’t despise that which I have become. I confess to the sins that I condemn. After all the dreams of a perfect world, you continue to force your word upon your sufferer Dig deep, for this payment won’t last, a false victory More and more you realise that I'm not the person you know me to be. I am just a personality that I possess. Can you trust what you hear? Can you trust what you see? The end is sealed at the cost of your ignorance Out of sight, out of view, their deviance is brewed. Like a pot of gold your intelligence is sold Your intelligence is sold You always said to me that I was wrong, But it wont be long till your end will come. Then you will be left to defend sin. Defend sin. The vultures are circling, around the putrid corpse of humanity. Infected with the lies of the trusted, they will all fall, into the abyss of retribution You cant stop this now, Your too, Too far gone.