To prove my own existence
Not just breathing but alive
Repentance taking place inside my head

Price of my remission
She'd 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