Labors of commitment 
Blood of his arms 
A growing sense of duty
But in his song he's screaming out 
Insuficient - he just falls furtherbehind 
Principles, purpose, tradition, time 
Weigh heavy on this guiltymind 
Wits astray 
Blind in rage, awar he'll wage on grieving
Another no one hanging from the ceiling 
Because only the extrememakes an impression 
When drowning in the mainstream
One at the mercy of another's faith finally answers to no one in hisfallfrom grace 
They say they love him but how could they ever
Miles above him they ask for repent 
It doesn't matter what you wantfrom me
Don't think there's worth in my apology 
Because people never reallychange
You and I will always be the same and it's a problem that we can'tmend becauseit happened once it will happen again 
Because they plant their seedsof conditionuntil we have no choice, we lose conviction wits astray 
Blind in ragea war he'llwage on grieving 
Another no one blows his head off 
Because only theextrememakes an impression when drowning in the mainstream no one