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In this night that highlights dawn, I stay dormant for I have feared this moment, |
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I have feared that this time would come. |
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This is the time someone must silence your voice. |
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Vengeful and fierce are the thoughts that I bear with me. |
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The last strain of hope is gone. |
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I ant calculating the risk and I am ready for desperate measures now. |
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Thrown into the lion pit; a fight of life. |
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I failed you all and I am too afraid to become a slave to the base of urges, |
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But a situation like this requires concessions. |
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I will not allow someone like you to destroy what we have. |
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I do not want to be like you but I have no choice; you leave me no choice. |
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In my eyes, clashing views on everything I am. |
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I take a closer look to see there are only illusions. |
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Everything that defined me all I believed has been withdrawn. |
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Reality tears apart itself, now tell me that this is not a matter of life and death. |
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This is a matter of life and death. |
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This is my consciousness, my ego, my self-sabotage. |
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This is indispensable. This is what my feelings sound like. |
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I am more afraid of the ones that obey than of the disease itself. |
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See the signs of this emergence and raise the awareness, |
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It's time to be resistant. |
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I find so many reasons to why you should be extinct, so many reasons yet no one will win, so I will fight this fight for one last night. |
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Fuse together with my painful strife to be under the knife. |
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As I flex the joints of this hand you might find that you don't stand a chance. |
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Prepare for impact. Let the darkness commence and this is where it ends. |
