To prove my own existence

Not just breathing but alive

Repentance taking place inside my head

Price of my remission

Shed blood and retaliate

Repression of my rage I have denied

Devoid of emotions

Senseless and dead inside

Final retribution on it´way

No hope of revival

Salvation of a kind

No irresolution

It´s my will, it´s my way

Mark my words

Every accepted failure and fault

Will turn you weak and hollow