As I exit this Downward Spiral and drag all my Flaws out into the Light.
It is always the same old Story, these sick twisted Patterns to dampen my Spite.
Will I ever be able to conquer the Facts of my own Defeat?
Will I ever be able to justify my Strife?
Born to fight, breed to kill, ready to die but I never will!
If it is to be, I know it is all up to me!
Another Day, another Way to defile and soil my own Existence.
Rejection, Reflection the only Way to my Absolution.
Will I ever be able to conquer the Facts of my own Defeat?
Will I ever be able to justify my Strife?
Born to fight, breed to kill, ready to die but I never will!
If it is to be, I know it is all up to me!
The Infiltrator is already in, carving away at my Skin.
As neither Heaven or Hell will take me.
I will walk this World alone... Then, now and Forever!
Will I ever be able to conquer the Facts of my own Defeat?
Will I ever be able to justify my Strife?
Born to fight, breed to kill, ready to die but I never will!
If it is to be, I know it is all up to me!
The Infiltrator is already in, carving away at my Skin.
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