Stand before the magistrate of fear
Accusations of temptation running near
Signify the wrongs for which I sinned

As if I've slain my very next of kin
I will be what you have been
Following the voice of him

I will stand the trial with pride
With the truth right by my side


Raging silence, stand accused
Of something I deny
Pressure, fire, stand accused

And thinking me to be a liar

I will be what you have been

Following the voice of him
I will stand the trial with pride
With the truth right by my side


Lived without a feigned illustrious soul
Undermined by Kingdoms of Control

System of beliefs not recognised
Shall I punish those who punish me to die