| The basic concept of truth seems to evade you | |
| But I am here to set it right | |
| I will not squander my faith | |
| On fading, failing illusions | |
| Longing will not rule my fate | |
| Derailing, ailing... | |
| Conjure storms, I'll take my chances | |
| For I know that justice will come dance upon your grave | |
| You coward | |
| Parading secrets you steal | |
| Instilling, willing confusion | |
| Playing the part as you feel | |
| Fulfilling, killing... | |
| Cast your stones, I'll take my chances | |
| For I know that | |
| Justice comes to dance upon the graves of cowards | |
| Red skies and diamond blades | |
| Dead nights and minds ablaze | |
| Tenacious racing toward a checkmate | |
| And you know I'm right | |
| No gracious winner in that game | |
| And the noose is tight | |
| Fed lies, a common rage | |
| It's martial law to advocate | |
| No partial call could bear the weight | |
| Though foresworn, you take your chances | |
| You should know that soon there will be no one left to save you | |
| Show your scorn, I'll take my chances | |
| For I know that justice will come spit into your brain | |
| You coward... |
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