I've always searched for an answer for my convictions
A troubled mind at 15, demonic visions
I saw you raped and beaten thrown down like a rag
Who the hell is this monster that surrounds my brain?
I try to make some sense of this, try to break this mold
Divination a power, I wish, I didn't have
Now I wake with sweat and blood, scars of you dad
I wake from this nightmare to find its the truth
Tell me now, father, what did we do?
I'll never understand your actions, never speak to you
Don't try and correct your mistake
Fake fucker, fake father die