An extra mile to cross the line
I kiss my Judas one more time
I die, for your sin

Life is simple, life is sweet
The perspective from down on your knees
will kill, you from with in


Fortune and fame
Torture and shame

Think twice, before you speak
Glory and blame
It's all the same

My game, is your defeat

Don't pray for me

I don't need your sympathy
I don't want your god protecting me
Don't pray for me

I don't want your empathy
I don't need your savior saving me
Don't pray for me


I don't care what book you quote
Your poison is my antidote

I don't burn
and I don't breathe
Wrap that guilt up deep inside

Religion as an alibi
What more, could you need


Fortune and fame
Torture and shame
You still, don't understand

Glory and blame
it's all the same
Some things, go hand in hand



Sacrifice the innocence

when you eliminate the decadence
You celebrate an enemy
who'll blind your eyes and steal your dreams


(I don't need your sympathy
I don't want your god protecting me

Don't pray for me
I don't want your empathy
I don't need your savior saving me)